“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.

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

One day can make your life. One day can ruin your life. All life is, is four or five days that change everything.

Go out on the front porch of the house, turn the Washington Post over with your big toe, and if your name’s above the fold, you know you’re not going to have a good day.

George M. is where I met my dear friend Joel Grey. We connected at rehearsal one day during a five-minute break. We were both looking out the same window and we knew in five minutes that we’d made a connection.

Freedom of speech and freedom of action are meaningless without freedom to think. And there is no freedom of thought without doubt.

At the end of the day, when you are in the front office, your tenure is dictated by the people surrounding you.

He (Lou Gehrig) just went out and did his job every day.

Oh, what a great day that was! You got to be God. You decided who lived, who died.

At the end of the day, she noticed that everybody around her was happy, too- so she didn’t quit after all. She decided to come to work happy instead. Two years later, she’s still on the job, radiating happiness and love.