All men who live with any degree of serenity live by some assurance of grace.
People are so overwhelmed with the prestige of their instruments that they consider their personal judgement of hardly any account.
Where there is abundance you can afford waste.
Spain is an overflow of sombreness. . . a strong and threatening tide of history meets you at the frontier.
What every artist should try to prevent is the car, in which is our civilized life, plunging over the side of the precipice -- the exhibitionist extremist promoter driving the whole bag of tricks into a nihilistic nothingness or zero.
Gertrude Stein's prose-song is a cold, black suet-pudding. . . . Cut it at any point, it is the same thing. . . all fat, without nerve.
Lewis sought no disciples, nor does he offer a program or solution, rather his contribution is a critical discipline. Lewis is a stimulant, a mode of perception, rather than a position or practice.
I write songs so that people can make them into what it means to them as well.
I am working on three things: on being a prayerful person; on staying close to the handicapped; and on my writing. These are my constant concerns.
We go through the good, the bad and the ugly all together.
Islam is not a race, yet Islamophobia partakes of racist characteristics.