I live in a rural part of Virginia surrounded by farms and farmers.
Positions on politics and religion are labels. Inside I'm still me, just older and tired.
I just think the way (for instance) evangelicals talk about God or Jesus, as in "Jesus says" or "the Bible says" points up a lack of honesty.
Science "says" nothing. People say things and knowledge changes.
I don't think anyone sees truth for a simple reason: we aren't static.
Donald Trump is not a very bright or nice man. Bad combination.
Beliefs should be like the rest of life, and real life isn't rules but learning and adaption.
The Internet was a saving grace for promoting and exposing, and even creating. It's a parallel world to the music industry that already exists, and I'm glad to be a part of it.
I am in no sense of the word a great artist, not even a great animator; I have always had men working for me whose skills were greater than my own. I am an idea man.
Have you any old grudges you would like to pay, Any wrongs laid up from a bygone day? -Gather them now and lay them away When Christmas comes. Hard thoughts are heavy to carry, my friend, And life is short from beginning to end; Be kind to yourself, leave nothing to mend When Christmas comes.
Without [diversion] we would be in a state of weariness, and this weariness would spur us on to seek a more solid means of escaping from it. But diversion amuses us, and leads us unconsciously to death.