The habit of religion is oppressive, an easy way out of thought.
Critics search for ages for the wrong word, which, to give them credit, they eventually find.
Unfortunately, a superabundance of dreams is paid for by a growing potential for nightmares
The truth is really an ambition which is beyond us.
If Botticelli were alive today he'd be working for Vogue.
I don't know why I have these dreams. I've never wanted to be Pope. In fact, I have a greater affinity to Martin Luther.