I have crushes on women all the time. I don't have intimate relationships with them but I find women beautiful.

War kills men and men deplore the loss but war also crushes bad principles and tyrants and so saves societies.

Force is as pitiless to the man who possesses it or thinks he does as it is to its victims the second it crushes the first it intoxicates. The truth is nobody really possesses it.

The business of peace requires more than showing up with paint brushes foodstuffs and an oil pipeline or two.

I look at an ant and I see myself: a native South African endowed by nature with a strength much greater than my size so I might cope with the weight of a racism that crushes my spirit.

I'm not going to have a perfect career. It's better to be Billy Wilder and make lots of movies and have five or six great ones than to make so few movies that when you make a bad one it crushes you.

Whatever crushes individuality is despotism by whatever name it may be called and whether it professes to be enforcing the will of God or the injunctions of men.

Every one rushes elsewhere and into the future because no one wants to face one's own inner self.

I've got some great guy friends. They can start out as crushes. But when you realize something isn't going to happen you make a choice whether or not the friendship is worth it. And it usually is. Then you can laugh about the fact that you used to have a crush on him or he had one on you.

Between our birth and death we may touch understanding As a moth brushes a window with its wing.

Time rushes towards us with its hospital tray of infinitely varied narcotics even while it is preparing us for its inevitably fatal operation.

My friends say 'Man you're going to have kids sleeping on pillowcases with your face on it! You're going to be on toothbrushes and magnets and stuff.' I guess now that I'm a dad I'm thrilled about that.

I'm interested in all kinds of pictures however they are made with cameras with paint brushes with computers with anything.

Life beats down and crushes the soul and art reminds you that you have one.

When anger rushes unrestrained to action like a hot steed it stumbles on its way. The man of thought strikes deepest and strikes safely.

I've always been intrigued by color and by interesting hair. I was one of those weird little girls doing my own hair at the age of 9. I was like getting weird gels and new brushes and cornrow holders. I would tweak and perm at the age of 13.