William James Quotes
The difference between the first and second-best things in art absolutely seems to escape verbal definition -- it is a matter of a hair, a shade, an inward quiver of some kind -- yet what miles away in the point of preciousness!

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I think any form of self-expression is half confidence, half sheer hard work and, maybe, a bit of talent thrown in.
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I don't have a telephone. If I had a lot of money, I wouldn't have one.
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Money has no moral opinions.
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I find the whole situation of confronting an audience terrifying.
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I had been playing for about a year and a half when the Beach Boys formed. When our folks went to Mexico on business, we would take the food money they had left us and we would rent instruments.
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We have to be aware of our fragilities as human beings - when we see cruelty, to understand that in certain conditions, we could be cruel, too.
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Even though my songs may sound very personal, to me most of them are fiction. It is a great way for me to be able to live a fantasy life as a writer because I get to be someone else, someplace else for three and a half minutes, just like the listener.
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My brother married young, and his is the best marriage I know.
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The consuming desire of most human beings is deliberately to plant their whole life in the hands of some other person. I would describe this method of searching for happiness as immature. Development of character consists solely in moving toward self-sufficiency.
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I began directing episodes, which was a great light every couple of months. We never short-changed our audience, but it became something that you had to work at rather than something that was a pleasure.
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Any good attacker will always beat a defender who's face-marking you.
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I never really got paid for 'Tell It Like Is,' but I look back at it and say God knew what he was doing; he probably figured that if I had got money back in them days, I wouldn't be here now. That's okay. I'm here. And I'm still singing the song.
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Publicity's a cancer. It eats out a man - till there's nothing but a shell left.
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I've worked so hard for so long, and everyone's reaction has made me feel like... almost like they trust me, which is just a wonderful feeling. It pushes me to write things better and better.
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Doubt yourself and you doubt everything you see. Judge yourself and you see judges everywhere. But if you listen to the sound of your own voice, you can rise above doubt and judgment. And you can see forever.
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Public appearances are a headache. I hold mine down to a minimum.
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Whenever anyone calls me 'The new J..K. Rowling,' I think, 'What's wrong with the old one?'
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As I make my slow pilgrimage through the world, a certain sense of beautiful mystery seems to gather and grow.
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Nobody is going to buy one of our dresses because it will do, or as something to hide away in their wardrobe and wear at some dimly undetermined point. They always have an event of some kind in mind. They want to walk in the room and for everybody to think how amazing they look. That's the job, really.
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Could I have but a line a century hence crediting a contribution to the advance of peace, I would yield every honor which has been accorded by war.
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The empathy I found reading 'Heidi' and 'Little Women' is empathy we have as human beings that can feed all of our souls. We have our differences, but we're all so similar in our humanness. So those stories about young girls overcoming meant a lot to me and gave me hope.
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I prefer the saddle to the streetcar and star-sprinkled sky to a roof, the obscure and difficult trail, leading into the unknown, to any paved highway, and the deep peace of the wild to the discontent bred by cities. Do you blame me then for staying here, where I feel that I belong and am one with the world around me? It is true that I miss intelligent companionship, but there are so few with whom I can share the things that mean so much to me that I have learned to contain myself. It is enough that I am surrounded with beauty
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The difference between the first and second-best things in art absolutely seems to escape verbal definition -- it is a matter of a hair, a shade, an inward quiver of some kind -- yet what miles away in the point of preciousness!