Anger begins with folly and ends with repentance.

Moby Dick - that book is so amazing. I just realized that it starts with two characters meeting in bed that's how my book begins too but I hadn't noticed the parallel before two characters forced to share a bed reluctantly.

On the surface rock and roll changes at an amazing pace. The influence of a figure like the Maharishi can appear and disappear in a matter of months. Talk about old fashioned rock and roll finds itself dead before it begins.

Autobiography begins with a sense of being alone. It is an orphan form.

Genius begins great works labor alone finishes them.

We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together.

You that would judge me do not judge alone this book or that come to this hallowed place where my friends' portraits hang and look thereon Ireland's history in their lineaments trace think where man's glory most begins and ends and say my glory was I had such friends.

One problem with age is that patience begins to ebb.

It begins and ends with money. It's absurd in this day and age when we need so much money for education health for people that a $100 million dollars can be spent on a film. It's obscene.

I think that a man should not live beyond the age when he begins to deteriorate when the flame that lighted the brightest moment of his life has weakened.

Not just in commerce but in the world of ideas too our age is putting on a veritable clearance sale. Everything can be had so dirt cheap that one begins to wonder whether in the end anyone will want to make a bid.