I now want to be a photographer of my time, and our common culture.
Justice is often pale and melancholy; but Gratitude, her daughter, is constantly in the flow of spirits and the bloom of loveliness.
There is nothing on earth divine except humanity.
I strove with none, for none was worth my strife. Nature I loved and, next to Nature, Art: I warm'd both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart.
We are no longer happy so soon as we wish to be happier.
No truer word, save God's, was ever spoken, Than that the largest heart is soonest broken.
Study is the bane of childhood, the oil of youth, the indulgence of adulthood, and a restorative in old age.
And to play as long as I did and to have a family you have to be very blessed and I was with my wife Ruth. Ruth, I appreciate the job you did, and my three fine children, Reid, Reese, and Wendy.
We have had plenty of atheist presidents; they just wouldn't admit it.
When you don't like something the words come more readily.
As Bartok put it so succinctly: "Competitions are for horses. " Nothing could be more barbaric that the practice or ranking artists as though they were divers or figure skaters. . . . What one suspects is that the appetite for dividing the world into winners and losers, anointed and anonymous, is so compulsive that it feeds with special, vindictive hunger on the most elusive and ephemeral of subjects. For if music can be reduced to games of power and success, then innocence-love without profit-can be dealt a crushing blow.