Pastoral Resources

What name to call thee by, O virgin fair, I know not, for thy looks are not of earth And more than mortal seems thy countenances.

Often have I wondered with much curiosity as to our coming into this world and what will follow our departure.

My sisters are my favorite people on earth.

It's been a great adventure, everything I hoped for. But it's time to go home. I miss my family. I miss the Earth.

The heart is the best reflective thinker.

I wouldn't mind at all coming back to earth after my death.

Singing is a way of escaping. It's another world. I'm no longer on earth.

I have always detested any departure from reality, an attitude which I relate to my mother's poor mental health.

The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider's web.

An idea is a point of departure and no more. As soon as you elaborate it, it becomes transformed by thought.

The response to Pride has been so overwhelming. I mean, people have really loved it. And it's so rewarding because we had such a fun time making that film, and it was made with so much heart, that it's lovely that people seem to be responding in kind to that.

The way of peace is the way of love. Love is the greatest power on earth. It conquers all things.

Conservation means the wise use of the earth and its resources for the lasting good of men.

The earth and its resources belong of right to its people.

Well you know, it's true that as a fat person I run a greater risk of heart disease, diabetes, and a number of other things. But guess what? The amount of that risk is almost infinitessimal!

During 65 years, I have walked the path of duty and discipline... And today, looking back at that long path of service, my soldier's heart stirs and murmurs from deep within: Thank you. Thank you, my homeland.

I would encourage anybody struggling with their sexuality to go with their heart. If it's not an appropriate time, there will be one later. Never, ever try to rush into anything - do it in your own time.

I mean, don't forget the earth's about five thousand million years old, at least. Who can afford to live in the past?

I tend to think that cricket is the greatest thing that God ever created on earth - certainly greater than sex, although sex isn't too bad either.

My second play, The Birthday Party, I wrote in 1958 - or 1957. It was totally destroyed by the critics of the day, who called it an absolute load of rubbish.