My theory on education is. . . get one.
Creativity requires the courage to let go of certainties.
People think that to love is simple, but that to find the right object to love - or to be loved by - is difficult.
There can be no real freedom without the freedom to fail.
Paradoxically, the ability to be alone is the condition for the ability to love.
The fact that millions of people share the same vices does not make these vices virtues, the fact that they share so many errors does not make the errors to be truths, and the fact that millions of people share the same form of mental pathology does not make these people sane.
Love is union with somebody, or something, outside oneself, under the condition of retaining the separateness and integrity of one's own self.
I think people are always able to achieve more than they think they can. While that’s cliche, I don’t know if managers think about that enough. You have to set your sights extremely high.
The best advice I got from my aunt, the great singer Rosemary Clooney, and from my dad, who was a game show host and news anchor, was: don't wake up at seventy years old sighing over what you should have tried. Just do it, be willing to fail, and at least you gave it a shot. That's echoed for me all through the last few years.
I played trumpet in middle school, and then I had to get braces, so I had to stop playing trumpet and start playing drums.
Fifty years from now Britain will still be the country of long shadows on county grounds, warm beer, invincible green suburbs, dog lovers and pools fillers and - as George Orwell said - “old maids bicycling to Holy Communion through the morning mist” and if we get our way - Shakespeare still read even in school.