We have always found the Irish a bit odd. They refuse to be English.

Every Christmas now for years I have found myself wondering about the point of the celebration. As the holiday has become more ecumenical and secular it has lost much of the magic that I remember so fondly from childhood.

I'm a disorganized mess. My purse is gross: I once found a shoulder pad string cheese and a Christmas ornament in it!

An idea isn't worth much until a man is found who has the energy and ability to make it work.

The contemporary form of true greatness lies in a civilization founded on the spirituality of work.

The work on ants has profoundly affected the way I think about humans.

If you do not feel yourself growing in your work and your life broadening and deepening if your task is not a perpetual tonic to you you have not found your place.

Individuality is founded in feeling and the recesses of feeling the darker blinder strata of character are the only places in the world in which we catch real fact in the making and directly perceive how events happen and how work is actually done.

My work is the only ground I've ever had to stand on. To put it bluntly I seem to have a whole superstructure with no foundation but I'm working on the foundation.

My work is the only ground I've ever had to stand on. I seem to have a whole superstructure with no foundation but I'm working on the foundation.