Legends die hard. They survive as truth rarely does.

From your parents you learn love and laughter and how to put one foot before the other. But when books are opened you discover that you have wings.

Love is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity.

Always aim for achievement, and forget about success.

We live in a very tense society. We are pulled apart... and we all need to learn how to pull ourselves together.... I think that at least part of the answer lies in solitude.

Mere longevity is a good thing for those who watch Life from the side lines. For those who play the game, an hour may be a year, a single day's work an achievement for eternity.

Stardom can be a gilded slavery.