“I worked out of desperation. I used to hit fast and run in hopes that people wouldn’t realize that I really couldn’t do anything.”

I think things are going to go right for me again. I’m not old. I’m old enough, but I photograph young, thank God, and I still have a public. I still get fan mail.

Some kind of fun lasts longer than others.

I don’t know where it’s all going to lead. I have no idea where I’m going. I would just like to be happy.

I don’t even have many friends anymore because I backed away from them. When things went wrong for me I didn’t want them to have any part of my trouble.

People have said, “You’ve turned your back on pediatrics.” I said, “No. It took me until I was in my 60s to realize that politics was a part of pediatrics.”

I began to realize that poverty was really more of a choice than anything else and that I could change that. And it just really depended on how hard I wanted to work.

Even the most conservative must realize that the recent transformation of surplus from an individual to a national disaster implies a scathing indictment of our capitalist system as it has now developed.

When are American Jews going to realize that the Republican Party is far better for Israel than the Democrats?

The more I accomplish the more I realize how empty my life is.

When you can imagine you begin to create and when you begin to create you realize that you can create a world that you prefer to live in, rather than a world that you’re suffering in.

What you don’t necessarily realize when you start selling your time by the hour is that what you’re really selling is your life.

I’ve gotten to the point where I realize that I need to tell my truth in music and not walk around blabbing my mind.