A thought, even a possibility, can shatter and transform us.

Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings — always darker, emptier and simpler.

I lost somebody who I thought was my eternal love … When he died I felt we’d had a marriage

Just think how many thoughts a blanket smothers while one lies alone in bed, and how many unhappy dreams it keeps warm.

It’s silly not to hope. It’s a sin he thought.

Do you think I would enter into a contract with that mob? Absolutely no chance. I would not sell them a virus. That is a ‘No’ by the way. There is no agreement whatsoever between the clubs.

I loved the fact that Obama is multi-racial. I thought that was terrific, as my wife is the same racial make-up.

I always thought of myself as a character actor. I never thought of myself as a leading man.

The Bible is a manual for enslavement, for the subjugation of women, for the control of populations, for the genocidal extermination of competing tribes, for the dissolution of the autonomy of the powerful state, for the infiltration of human thought, for the diabolical control of those who wish to be free men and women.

I have always found it quaint and rather touching that there is a movement [Freemasonry] in the U.S. that thinks Americans are not yet selfish enough

I have always found it quaint, and rather touching, that there is a movement [Freemasonry] in the U.S. that thinks Americans are not yet selfish enough

I promise to use my critical faculties. I promise to develop my independence of thought. I promise to educate myself so I can make my own judgments.

But I try not to think with my gut. If I’m serious about understanding the world, thinking with anything besides my brain, as tempting as that might be, is likely to get me into trouble.

I thought that after giving birth to my daughter that six weeks would be enough time for me to recover mentally and physically. I also thought that I’d be able to bring her with me on tour, but I think I underestimated this whole mommy thing

Make more than the guys you thought you wanted to be with

The most thought-provoking thing in our thought-provoking time is that we are still not thinking.

How is it that the poets have said so many fine things about our first love, so few about our later love? Are their first poems their best? Or are not those the best which come from their fuller thought, their larger experience, their deeper-rooted affections?