I had no portrait, now, but am small, like the wren; and my hair is bold, like the chestnut bur; and my eyes, like the sherry in the glass, that the guest leaves.

I never woke up and thought, ‚I really want to live a bold life.‘

The eyes of some persons are large, others small, and others of a moderate size; the last-mentioned are the best. And some eyes are projecting, some deep-set, and some moderate, and those which are deep-set have the most acute vision in all animals; the middle position is a sign of the best disposition.

Wicked thoughts and worthless efforts gradually set their mark on the face, especially the eyes.

A cherub’s face, a reptile all the rest.

In argument similes are like songs in love; they describe much, but prove nothing.

I pull no punches!

In criticism I will be bold, and as sternly, absolutely just with friend and foe. From this purpose nothing shall turn me.

The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.

I do not paint a portrait to look like the subject, rather does the person grow to look like his portrait.

The heretic is always better dead. And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.

How is it possible that a being with such sensitive jewels as the eyes, such enchanted musical instruments as the ears, and such fabulous arabesque of nerves as the brain can experience itself anything less than a god.

Because I’m small, I’ve been called things from ‚Happy Feet‘ to ‚Little Face.‘

At my advanced age – I’m now an octogenarian – I’m constantly amazed by the number of people who want to take my picture.

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries or the way she combs her hair.

The lust for comfort, that stealthy thing that enters the house a guest, and then becomes a host, and then a master.

Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.

I wanted to drop three albums in a year because no one had done it. It was bold, unheard of.

Of course, it does depend on the people, but sometimes I’m invited places to kind of brighten up a dinner table like a musician who’ll play the piano after dinner, and I know you’re not really invited for yourself. You’re just an ornament.

The eyes are more exact witnesses than the ears.

A sudden bold and unexpected question doth many times surprise a man and lay him open.

I keep a hotel room in my town, although I have a large house. And I go there at about 5:30 in the morning, and I start working. And I don’t allow anybody to come in that room. I work on yellow pads and with ballpoint pens. I keep a Bible, a thesaurus, a dictionary, and a bottle of sherry. I stay there until midday.

Eyes and ears are poor witnesses to people if they have uncultured souls.

I don’t know if I could do this with the same energy, and in the same way – all the costume changes and glitter and hair and makeup – all the time. When I’m in my 50s, I kind of think I’ll want to be in a garden.

Jesus is a divine guest inside of you all the time – one who loves, understands, sees and hears you. He wants to live in oneness with you… to be the centerpiece of everything you do.

One thing you gotta know about me is I have absolutely no filter. I have no problem saying what the hell I think of someone.

The onus is on the managers to send out an attacking formation and to tell their players to be bold.

Weak eyes are fondest of glittering objects.

Every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter.

There are various eyes. Even the Sphinx has eyes: and as a result there are various truths, and as a result there is no truth.

The eyes like sentinel occupy the highest place in the body.

If you are out to describe the truth, leave elegance to the tailor.

Out of all the guitars in the whole world, the Fender Mustang is my favorite. They’re cheap and totally inefficient, and they sound like crap and are very small.

As an attorney, I could be rather flamboyant in court. I did not act as though I were a black man in a white man’s court, but as if everyone else – white and black – was a guest in my court. When trying a case, I often made sweeping gestures and used high-flown language.

I don’t think culture is something you can describe.

Often one postulates that a priori, all states are equally probable. This is not true in the world as we see it. This world is not correctly described by the physics which assumes this postulate.

The countenance is the portrait of the soul, and the eyes mark its intentions.