... I started to die 36 hours before I was born, so dying was a way of life for me.

Eventually we all have to accept full and total responsibility for our actions, everything we have done, and have not done.

He didnt know what was defeating him, but he sensed it was something he could not cope with, something that was far beyond his power to control or even at this point in time comprehend.

There's a sorrow and pain in everyone's life, but every now and then there's a ray of light that melts the loneliness in your heart and brings comfort like hot soup and a soft bed.

But to believe that getting stuff is the purpose and aim of life is madness.

I knew the alphabet. Maybe I could be a writer.

No matter how beautiful the outside may be, the inside still has feelings and needs that just words don't fulfill.

Everything about it was wrong. Thats why it worked so good.

The responsibility of the artist is to transcend the human ego.

For weeks Tyrone thought he was going to die any minute, and there were also times when he was afraid he wasnt going to die.

Life was not longer something to endure, but to live.

Have all beautiful things sad destinies?

Be "Yourself" enough to have an opinion, Be "Wise" enough to recognise a difference of opinion, Be "Mature" enough to find a way for co-existence.

Empowering the individual means empowering the nation. And empowerment is best served through rapid economic growth with rapid social change.

I would lay down my life for America but I cannot trifle with my Honor.

The sea is an idiom I cannot decipher.

What was your greatest challenge? Staying alive as a business, staying ahead of the game, and melding my business life with my personal life.

If you can't play guitar and sing in Nashville, you might as well just be a construction worker.

We always strive after what is forbidden, and desire the things refused us.

But nobody predicted anything of this magnitude in terms of resistance. And in part, the magnitude of the resistance was spurred by our failures in reconstruction.

Nor law, nor duty bade me fight, Nor public men, nor cheering crowds, A lonely impulse of delight Drove to this tumult in the clouds.