The delight we find in art amounts to recognition of a saving grace, to an acknowledgment that the problem of life has a solution implicit in its own nature, though not yet formulated by the intellect.

Art is not a luxury, but a necessity.

It is astonishing how the human animal survives its misfortunes.

I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat.

There is a point, and it is reached more easily than is supposed, where interference with freedom of the arts and literature becomes an attack on the life of society.

Here lies the real terror in the international war of ideologies; that a city knows not whom it entertains.

... there has never been a period in history when there have been necessary killings which has not been instantly followed by a period when there have been unnecessary killings.