A route differs from a road not only because it is solely intended for vehicles, but also because it is merely a line that connects one point with another. A route has no meaning in itself; its meaning derives entirely from the two points that it connects. A road is a tribute to space. Every stretch of road has meaning in itself and invites us to stop. A route is the triumphant devaluation of space, which thanks to it has been reduced to a mere obstacle to human movement and a waste of time.

A man stays in touch with society by means of a wife.

Michael Lipsey

Anthropology demands the open-mindedness with which one must look and listen, record in astonishment and wonder that which one would not have been able to guess.

Margaret Mead

The Washington black community was able to succeed beyond his wildest dreams. I mean, we had our own newspapers, our own restaurants, our own theaters, our own small shops, our own clubs, our own Masonic lodges.

Ed Smith

I talked to ex-wives of musicians of the '70s for research. They're the funniest people in the world, yet there is this sad, beautiful thing in their eyes that says they've seen more than they could ever possibly tell you.

Kate Hudson

Who saves his country violates no law.

Napoleon Bonaparte

Every one, more or less, loves Power, yet those who most wish for it are seldom the fittest to be trusted with it.

Samuel Richardson

I love the work, I love being in front of the camera and working with actors and directors and creating something. For me, it's like learning everyday.

Estella Warren

You should read history and look at ostracism, persecution, martyrdom, and that kind of thing. They always happen to the best men, you know.

George Eliot

I prefer to make up my own quotes and attribute them to very smart people, so that I can use them to win arguments

Albert Einstein

Each of us makes his own weather, determines the color of the skies in the emotional universe which he inhabits.

Bishop Fulton J. Sheen

It's necessary to start most work alone. But I'm tickled to death when I can pull somebody in or join someone, whether it's borrowing poetry or traveling with an associate.

Jenny Holzer

When I die I want to decompose in a barrel of porter and have it served in all the pubs in Dublin.

J. P. Donleavy