The quality of life is so different in France. There is the possibility of living a simple life. I would never contemplate raising my daughter in LA. I would never raise any child there.

I know that campaigns can seem small and even silly. Trivial things become big distractions. Serious issues become sound bites. And the truth gets buried under an avalanche of money and advertising. If you're sick of hearing me approve this message believe me - so am I.

Between two worlds life hovers like a star twixt night and morn upon the horizon's verge.

A fanatic is one who can't change his mind and won't change the subject.

People don't want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas. Their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messed cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown.

I have thought a sufficient measure of civilization is the influence of good women.

Money and success don't change people, they merely amplify what is already there.

We cling to our own point of view as though everything depended on it. Yet our opinions have no permanence, like autumn and winter they gradually pass away.

The last resort of kings the cannonball. The last resort of the people the paving stone.

I'm a very boring person.

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