“Yet just as the day has two halves, one governed by the sun and the other by the moon.”

So there are many who are people of the day and who busy themselves with daytime deeds.

For this occurs just as clay is first molded into one, then shaped into another form, for the Devil is a potter and his witches are but clay.

Whilst others are children of the night, their minds consumed with nocturnal notions; but yet there are some in whom the two merge like the rising of the sun and the moon in a day.

I would not be the same spiritually if I had not been beautiful.

I am used to being beautiful. I have been beautiful for so long that it is an essential part of me.

For as from the same piece of clay a potter may fashion either a pot or a tile, so the Devil may shape a witch into a wolf or a cat or even a goat, without subtracting from her and without adding to her at all.

No matter what looms ahead, if you can eat today, enjoy the sunlight today, mix good cheer with friends today, enjoy it and bless God for it. Do not look back on happiness — or dream of it in the future. You are only sure of today; do not let yourself be cheated out of it.

I miss my son every day a little bit more, but I thank God every day for every second that he was here.

I admit, I don’t look like the athlete of the day’s supposed to look. My belly’s just a little big, my heinie’s just a little big, but, brother, I am bad, and they know I’m bad.

It’s true that what is morbid is highly valued today, and so you may think that I am only joking or that I’ve devised just one more means of praising Art with the help of irony.

Even boredom should be described with gusto. How many things are happening on a day when nothing happens?

I love you the way rain falls on a sunny day- a kind of marvelous sadness.

Fear? What has a man to do with fear? Chance rules our lives, and the future is all unknown. Best live as we may, from day to day.

Most days, I am the rain. – And that’s okay.