“Alas,we who wanted kindness, could not be kind ourselves.”

I don’t like where I’m going and I don’t like where I’ve been. Why am I in a hurry?

Oh! Moon of Alabama We now must say good-bye We’ve lost our good old mama And must have whiskey Oh, you know why!

It’s all right to hesitate if you then go ahead.

One forgets too easily the difference between a man and his image, and that there is none between the sound of his voice on the screen and in real life.

Though the rich of this earth find no difficulty in creating misery, they can’t bear to see it.

Great sport begins at a point where it has ceased to be healthy.

Who has good luck is good, Who has bad luck is bad.

I opened the man’s skull and messed about with his brains. I saw how they patched fellows up, so as to cart them back to the Front as quickly as they could.

Spring is noticed, if at all By people sitting in railway trains.

Because things are the way they are, things will not stay the way they are.

The shrill voices of those who give orders Are full of fear like the squeakings of Piglets awaiting the butcher’s knife, as their fat arses Sweat with anxiety in their office chairs…. Fear rules not only those who are ruled, but The rulers too.

When crimes begin to pile up they become invisible. When sufferings become unendurable the cries are no longer heard. The cries, too, fall like rain in summer.

Intelligence is not to make no mistakes, but quickly to see how to make them good.

Firebugs dragging their gasoline bottles are approaching the Academy of Arts, with a grin. And so, instead of embracing them, let us demand the freedom of the elbow to knock the bottles out of their filthy hands.

If you join the rat race — you’re in the race of rats.

We attacked a foreign people and treated them like rebels. As you know, it’s all right to treat barbarians barbarically. It’s the desire to be barbaric that makes governments call their enemies barbarians.

Somebody has to do something, and it’s just incredibly pathetic that it has to be us.

It is better to be alone with God. His friendship will not fail me, nor His counsel, nor His love.

Speech happens to not be his language.

If people are cool, then they are not stressed. I pity the fool that don’t be cool.

My shows are not all-the-way filthy, but they can be.

Everything will be all right – you know when? When people, just people, stop thinking of the United Nations as a weird Picasso abstraction and see it as a drawing they made themselves.

Be who you like as long as you mean it.

Be hard on yourself, easy on others.