I never ask myself how I do what I do. After all, how does it rain?
Fate carries its own clock.
I hate labels, and I wear no labels. When a man has to put something around his neck and say I am, he isn't.
Never, never rest contented with any circle of ideas, but always be certain that a wider one is still possible.
To talk to someone who does not listen is enough to tense the devil.
The way we're going to get to understanding is for each man to open his heart and open his mind and look in himself as he looks at his neighbor.