Hearts can break. Yes, hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we don't.

Sometimes when you're young, you have moments of such happiness, you think you're living on someplace magical, like Atlantis must have been. Then we grow up and our hearts break into two.

Time heals all wounds.

Good books are for consideration after, too.

Anything with the power to make you laugh over thirty years later isn’t a waste of time. I think something like that is very close to immortality.

Fighting for peace, is like f***ing for chastity

A change is as good as a rest.

What you don’t know, you can’t tell. Or made to tell.

And this wasn’t lying, not really. It was leaving out.

Was there even such a thing as normall? People had terrible things behing their faces sometimes. He knew that now.

Come to the book as you would come to an unexplored land. Come without a map. Explore it and draw your own map.

It doesn't take rocket science to realize your define purpose

The ignorant person is completely unaware of one's mistakes.The wise person acknowledges and learns from one's mistakes.The enlightened person realizes that there are no mistakes.

I have seen women looking at jewelry ads with a misty eye and one hand resting on the heart, and I only know what they're feeling because that's how I read the seed catalogs in January.

The Pretty Lady's brains were almost entirely in her fingers.

Nothing rectifies out-of-control market failures like a healthy dose of government intervention and mountains of bureaucracy.

Eternity: The interval between the time when a woman discovers that a man is in love with her and the time when he finds it out himself and tells her about it.

I've certainly been to Hollywood parties, and I have friends that are ridiculous - wonderful people - but they're high rollers with tons of money.

You are falling into your old error, Jeeves, of thinking that Gussie is a parrot. Fight against this. I shall add the oz.

Now here I go again/I see the crystal visions. I keep my visions to myself.

It is astonishing that Monod's Les Adieux are not better known. This courageous French Reformed pastor was both passionate in his care for people and singular in his devotion to God.