“I dream in fire but work in clay.”

“Ella: "Why can't I stay mad at you?"Clay: "Because I'm irresistible."Ella: "You probably use that line on the ladies. And it probably works."Clay: "It does."Ella: "God. You're unbelievable."Clay: "They all say that, too.”

“Our thoughts are clay, they are moulded with the changes of the days;--when we are resting they are good; under fire, they are dead. Fields of craters within and without.”

“Convince yourself that you are working in clay, not marble, on paper not eternal bronze: Let that first sentence be as stupid as it wishes.”

“... I see the green earth covered with the works of man or with the ruins of men’s work. The pyramids weigh down the earth, the tower of Babel has pierced the sky, the lovely temples and the gray castles have fallen into ruins. But of all those things which hands have built, what hasn’t fallen nor ever will fall? Dear friends, throw away the trowel and mortarboard! Throw your masons’ aprons over your heads and lie down to build dreams! What are temples of stone and clay to the soul? Learn to build eternal mansions of dreams and visions!”

“I used to work at the unemployment office. I hated it, because when they fired me, I had to show up to work anyway.”