Once you come up with a premise, you have to work out how it all happened. It's a bit like coming up with a spectacular roof design first. Before you can get it up there, you need to build a solid foundation and supporting structure.

The United Nations is our one great hope for a peaceful and free world.

Ralph Bunche

All art is exorcism. I paint dreams and visions too the dreams and visions of my time. Painting is the effort to produce order order in yourself. There is much chaos in me, much chaos in our time.

Otto Dix

Have you ever thought that war is a madhouse and that everyone in the war is a patient?

Oriana Fallaci

Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things can not be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime.

Mark Twain

No change in musical style will survive unless it is accompanied by a change in clothing style. Rock is to dress up to.

Frank Zappa

Music itself is going to become like running water or electricity. So it's like, just take advantage of these last few years because none of this is ever going to happen again. You'd better be prepared for doing a lot of touring because that's really the only unique situation that's going to be left.

David Bowie

When we have begun to take charge of our lives, to own ourselves, there is no longer any need to ask permission of someone.

George O'Neil

Never underestimate the importance of fast.

Eric Schmidt

His purity was too great, his aspiration too high for this poor, miserable world! His great soul is now only enjoying that for which it was worthy!

Queen Victoria

It's become another dimension to who I am. I don't think Sports Illustrated is going to be wanting me. But who cares? I'm at a different place in my life.

Cindy Crawford

Like most science-fiction writers, Trout knew almost nothing about science.

Kurt Vonnegut

Valuables. That was a hot one, Richards thought, unbuttoning his shirt. He had an empty wallet with a few pictures of Sheila and Cathy, a receipt for a shoe sole he had replaced at the local cobbler's six months ago, a keyring with no keys on it except for the doorkey, a baby sock that he did not remember putting in there, and the package of Blams he had gotten from the machine.

Stephen King