The most difficult thing in the world, it seems to me, is to realize that I am a child of God; to keep that in my mind all the time.

If God put the rainbows right in the clouds themselves, each one of us in the direst and dullest and most dreaded and dreary moments can see a possibility of hope ... Each one of us has the chance to be a rainbow in somebody's cloud.

The dread of futility has been my life-long plague.

If I insist on being pessimistic, there is always tomorrow. Today I am blessed.

Growing up at my grandmother's table, she always had rice. She might do something as exotic as potatoes or spaghetti, but there was still always rice, just in case you needed a little rice fix.

Love liberates. Love - not sentimentality, not mush - but true love gives you enough courage that you can say to somebody, "Don't do that, baby." And the person will know you're not preaching but teaching.

I suggest that the great art belongs to all people, all the time--that indeed it is made for the people, by the people, to the people.