“You have to go the rounds from individual to individual in order to gather the totality of the race.”

To gain a crown by fighting is great, to reject it divine.

The victor is often vanquished by his own success.

One drop of hatred left in the cup of joy turns the most blissful draught into poison.

Appearance should never attain reality, And if nature conquers, then must art retire.

Full of wisdom are the ordinations of fate.

O the eye’s light is a noble gift of Heaven! All beings live from light, each fair created thing; the very plants turn with a joyful transport to the light.

Yes great people are always subject to persecution and always getting into straits.

If you cannot please everyone with your deeds and your art, please a few. To please many is bad.

Youth covets; let not this covetousness seduce you.

Cowards have done good and kind actions, but a coward never pardoned.

Man is an imitative creature.

A noble heart will always capitulate to reason.

As soon as I have begun to fear I have ceased to fear.

Who dares nothing, need hope for nothing.

If you wish to know yourself observe how others act. If you wish to understand others look into your own heart.

Why should I deem myself to be a chisel, when I could be the artist?

I grew up in Marcy Projects in Brooklyn, and my mom and pop had an extensive record collection, so Michael Jackson and Stevie Wonder and all of those sounds and souls of Motown filled the house.

Sometimes all I want is to be a few inches taller so the world does not look like a dense collection of torsos.

I got into comics about the same time as music. By 12 years old, I had discovered my dad’s killer comic book collection filled with Silver Age books from his youth…early Spider-Man, Thor, Fantastic Four,

The totality of beliefs and sentiments common to the average members of a society forms a determinate system with a life of its own. It can be termed the collective or creative consciousness.

There is a collective as well as an individual humor inclining peoples to sadness or cheerfulness, making them see things in bright or somber lights. In fact, only society can pass a collective opinion on the value of human life; for this the individual is incompetent.

Life is but a collection of habits.

An Army is a collection of armed men obliged to obey one man.

But the universe, as a collection of finite things, presents itself as a kind of island situated in a pure vacuity to which time, regarded as a series of mutually exclusive moments, is nothing and does nothing.