No one has been able to define or synthesize that precarious, splendid, and perhaps untidy instant when the creative process begins. This is what the uniqueness of the artist is all about. The transcendent right of the artist is the right to create even though he may not always know what he is doing.

The tragedy of life is in what dies inside a man while he lives - the death of genuine feeling, the death of inspired response, the awareness that makes it possible to feel the pain or the glory of other men in yourself.

Of all the gifts bestowed by nature on human beings, hearty laughter must be close to the top.

The conquest of war and the pursuit of social justice... must become our grand preoccupation and magnificent obsession.

We are becoming a nation of sissies and hypochondriacs, a self medicating society easily intimidated by pain and prone to panic. We understand almost nothing about the essential robustness of the human body or its ability to meet the challenge of illness.

The control center of your life is your attitude.

Respect for the fragility and importance of an individual life is still the mark of an educated man.