How little room Do we take up in death, that, living, know No bounds!

Only the actions of the just, Smell sweet and blossom in their dust.

The honour is overpaid,When he that did the act is commentator.

There is no armor against fate.

Death lays his icy hand on kings.

Death calls ye to the crowd of common men.

There is no armour against fate.

When our souls shall leave this dwelling, the glory of one fair and virtuous action is above all the 'scutcheons on our tomb, or silken banners over us.

Knaves will thrive when honest plainness knows not how to live.

There is no armor against fate death lays his icy hands on kings.

There is no armour against fate death lays his icy hands on kings.

She had been carried away by the need to defend herself.

The locus of the human mystery is perception of this world. From it proceeds every thought, every art.

For me, the toughest thing for kids to deal with is when the parents are fighting. It's not violence on them - it's the feeling of violence in the family.

Accounting does not make corporate earnings or balance sheets more volatile. Accounting just increases the transparency of volatility in earnings.

I'm really surprised how many people knew me as Gina Carano. MMA has a beautiful fan base.

Maybe Himalayan climbing is just a bad habit, like smoking, of which one says with cavalier abandon, must give this up some day, before it kills me.

Installing a new offense is harder than a new defense. It just takes time.

I grew up being teased for being overweight.

I think I have a newfound respect for what my parents did, to create two players - one who was really good and another who was pretty good.

I consider it a good rule for letter-writing to leave unmentioned what the recipient already knows, and instead tell him something new.