Women are so useless and unimaginative, aren't they? All they ever think of planting in the dirt is the seed of something beautiful or edible. The only missile they can ever think of throwing at anybody is a ball or a bridal bouquet.

You meet saints everywhere. They can be anywhere. They are people behaving decently in an indecent society.

I say in speeches that a plausible mission of artists is to make people appreciate being alive at least a little bit. I am then asked if I know of any artists who pulled that off. I reply, 'The Beatles did.

I wish that people who are conventionally supposed to love each other would say to each other, when they fight, "Please - a little less love, and a little more common decency."

Be fruitful, and multiply.

How complicated and unpredictable the machinery of life really is.

It was a thunderingly beautiful experience-voluptuous, sexual, dangerous, and expensive as hell.