It takes little talent to see what lies under one's nose, a good deal to know in what direction to point that organ.

I see little hope for a peaceful world until men are excluded from the realm of foreign policy altogether and all decisions concerning international relations are reserved for women, preferably married ones.

Like love we don't know where or why Like love we cant compel or fly Like Love we often weep Like Love we seldom keep

The truly tragic kind of suffering is the kind produced and defiantly insisted upon by the hero himself so that, instead of making him better, it makes him worse and when he dies he is not reconciled to the law but defiant, that is, damned. Lear is not a tragic hero, Othello is.

The most important truths are likely to be those which society at that time least wants to hear.

Evil is unspectacular and always human, and shares our bed and eats at our own table.

Dance, dance, dance till you drop.