Human, People Quotes

When I was a boy my grandfather died, and he was a sculptor.
He was also a very kind man who had a lot of love to give the world, and he helped clean up the slum in our town; and he made toys for us and he did a million things in his lifetime; he was always busy with his hands.
And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn't crying for him at all, but for the things he did.
I cried because he would never do them again, he would never carve another piece of wood or help us raise doves and pigeons in the back yard or play the violin the way he did, or tell us jokes the way he did.
He was part of us and when he died, all the actions stopped dead and there was no one to do them just the way he did.
He was individual.
He was an important man.
I've never gotten over his death.
Often I think, what wonderful carvings never came to birth because he died.
How many jokes are missing from the world, and how many homing pigeons untouched by his hands.
He shaped the world.
He did things to the world.
The world was bankrupted of ten million fine actions the night he passed on.

I don't know if you've ever done it, but it's sort of hard to sit around waiting for somebody to say something when they're thinking and all.

All roads lead to the abodes of men.

Generations have been working in jobs they hate, just so they can buy what they don't really need.

People find it far easier to forgive others for being wrong than being right.

Hardships make or break people.

"If you don't know what you want," the doorman said, "you end up with a lot you don't."

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.