I am enormously wise and abysmally ignorant.

You write a hit play the same way you write a flop.

Human memory works its own wheel, and stops where it will, entirely without reference to the last stop, and with no connection with the next.

People is all everything is, all it has ever been, all it can ever be.

I have managed to conceal my madness fairly effectively, and as far as I know it hasn't hurt anybody badly, for which I am grateful.

In the end, today is forever, yesterday is still today, and tomorrow is already today.

Genius is play, and man's capacity for achieving genius is infinite, and many may achieve genius only through play.