The first Christians were formed by the first Easter into a new community that transcended all other commitments, encompassing the tax collector Matthew, a lackey of the occupying Romans, and Simon the Zealot, an insurrectionist.

SF has at least the advantage of not depending on preconceptions.

I think the quality of sexiness comes from within. It is something that is in you or it isn't and it really doesn't have much to do with breasts or thighs or the pout of your lips.

If the tongue had not been framed for articulation, man would still be a beast in the forest.

Belarus is not the Middle East. The policies of Belarussian and Middle Eastern leaders are cardinally different from one another.

The battle royals are usually among my least favorite matches.

The Antichrist is often identified with the second beast in the Book of Revelation that arises from the land, the beast that tries to make everyone worship the power of evil.

Ultimately, presidential campaigns are - or at least should be - about the candidates, not their spouses or surrogates.

For those of you who still believe in the Easter Bunny and that the letters that appear in your local newspaper come from concerned citizens who really care, I've got troubling news. At least in politics, most of the letters that get published on the letters-to-the-editor page originate in the campaign headquarters of the candidates.

The business breeds such a deep insecurity. It's the nature of the beast, and there is nothing you can do to get away from that.

You'll see every kind of New Yorker in there. You really feel like you're in the belly of the beast when you're in Union Square.

It's feast or famine in showbiz.

What we think of as our sensitivity is only the higher evolution of terror in a poor dumb beast. We suffer for nothing. Our own death wish is our only real tragedy.

Oh, the most fun thing I've ever been asked to autograph was breasts.

My childhood was all about going to church, singing in church. And later on, after I got a little older, my mother taught me how to do poems for Easter and Mother's Day, recitals and so on. I got attached to that, so as I got older and older, I began to recite poetry.

Here is the amazing thing about Easter; the Resurrection Sunday for Christians is this, that Christ in the dying moments on the cross gives us the greatest illustration of forgiveness possible.

The season is a beast within itself. It's not the quickest race; it's a marathon. In the playoffs - if you're fortunate enough to make the playoffs - that's more like a dash. You have to concentrate on one opponent. When they're done, you have to concentrate on another one.

The Olympics are a completely different beast. It's the most magical moment of your career.

The waking mind is the least serviceable in the arts.

Given that we glimpse what distinguishes man from the beast, is there anything that distinguishes woman from man?