Olive Schreiner

We were equals once when we lay new-born babes on our nurse's knees. We will be equal again when they tie up our jaws for the last sleep.

There was never a great man who had not a great mother.

Everything has two sides - the outside that is ridiculous, and the inside that is solemn.

I always dreamed of writing in an orchestral context. But when you finish a piece, you want to hear it. So we played everything with Phish.

Why do men fight who were born to be brothers?