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

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.

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.

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

I have long known that it is part of God’s plan for me to spend a little time with each of the most stupid people on earth.

I have long admired Steinway pianos for their qualities of tone, clarity, pitch consistency, touch responsiveness, and superior craftsmanship.

Our deal always was that we did one as scripted always, we got it like we thought we needed – so we were all happy with it as written. Then I’d let him play as long as we had time.

When I’ve gotten criticism, it’s that it’s too long, too soft, didn’t hit the government hard enough. Then when I do hit the government, they go, What’s he doing hitting the government?

I started to write a new editor not too long ago and had it about half done after two days.

I can act. I’ve been acting for a long time, but like anything else, don’t nobody owe you nothing. You’ve go to pay your dues. You go from A to Z; you don’t go from M to Z.

No one can be good for long if goodness is not in demand.

Weight doesn’t matter as long as you’re happy with yourself.