We, unaccustomed to courage exiles from delight live coiled in shells of loneliness until love leaves its high holy temple and comes into our sight to liberate us into life. Love arrives and in its train come ecstasies old memories of pleasure ancient histories of pain. Yet if we are bold, love strikes away the chains of fear from our souls. We are weaned from our timidity In the flush of love's light we dare be brave And suddenly we see that love costs all we are and will ever be. Yet it is only love which sets us free.

The trouble for the thief is not how to steal the chief’s bugle, but where to blow it.

The needs of a society determine its ethics.

Tragedy, no matter how sad, becomes boring to those not caught in its addictive caress.

That's what you want to do? Then nothing beats a trial but a failure. Give it everything you've got. I've told you many times, 'Cant do is like Dont Care.' Neither of them have a home.

My grandmother told me that every good thing I do helps some human being in the world. I believed her 50 years ago and still do.

One isn't necessarily born with courage, but one is born with potential.