I don't think anyone in the media thinks strategically about society.

There is a tragic clash between Truth and the world. Pure undistorted truth burns up the world.

Nikolai Berdyaev

I've been really enjoying writing articles and writing music and music for movies.

Alanis Morissette

Oh, honey, of course it hurts! Beauty is pain. But you don't want to look like a troll, do you?

Libba Bray

We embark unhesitatingly on the path, in a direction that is absolutely right and urgent, supported by everyone, in the knowledge that this path is but a learning process

Yehudi Menuhin

Musical people always want one to be perfectly dumb at the very moment when one is longing to be perfectly deaf

Oscar Wilde

Dramatic fiction - William Shakespeare made his biggest mark writing dramatic love stories.

Nicholas Sparks

You cannot believe everything you hear

Jude Morgan

Why is it that at a bachelor's establishment the servants invariably drink the champagne? I ask merely for information.I attribute it to the superior quality of the wine, sir. I have often observed that in married households the champagne is rarely of a first-rate brand.Good Heavens! Is marriage so demoralizing as that?I believe it is a very pleasant state, sir. I have had very little experience of it myself up to the present. I have only been married once. That was in consequence of a misunderstanding between myself and a young person.

Oscar Wilde

I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.

Jane Austen

A typical Christmas is me shucking oysters. I love them and I always get them in at Christmas.

Hugh Bonneville

Removing the faults in a stage-coach may produce a perfect stage-coach, but it is unlikely to produce the first motor car.

Edward de Bono

There was something terribly enthralling in the exercise of influence. No other activity was like it. To project one's soul into some gracious form, and let it tarry there for a moment; to hear one's own intellectual views echoed back to one with all the added music of passion and youth; to convey one's temperament into another as though it were a subtle fluid or a strange perfume: there was a real joy in that--perhaps the most satisfying joy left to us in an age so limited and vulgar as our own, an age grossly carnal in its pleasures, and grossly common in its aims....

Oscar Wilde