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Old age is an excellent time for outrage. My goal is to say or do at least one outrageous thing every week.

The trouble with us in America isn't that the poetry of life has turned to prose, but that it has turned to advertising copy.

The closer and more confidential our relationship with someone, the less we are entitled to ask about what we are not voluntarily told.

How incessant and great are the ills with which a prolonged old age is replete.

The great secret that all old people share is that you really haven't changed in seventy or eighty years. Your body changes, but you don't change at all. And that, of course, causes great confusion.

Every great architect is - necessarily - a great poet. He must be a great original interpreter of his time, his day, his age.

Once I planned to write a book of poems entirely about the things in my pocket. But I found it would be too long and the age of the great epics is past.

Every formula of every religion has in this age of reason, to submit to the acid test of reason and universal assent.

Instead of being presented with stereotypes by age, sex, color, class, or religion, children must have the opportunity to learn that within each range, some people are loathsome and some are delightful.

It is possible that mankind is on the threshold of a golden age but, if so, it will be necessary first to slay the dragon that guards the door, and this dragon is religion.

The one thing that unites all human beings, regardless of age, gender, religion or ethnic background, is that we all believe we are above-average drivers.