If I knew how to write a poem, I wouldn't.

The history of the meadow goes like this. No one owns it, no one ever will.

And for a minute, maybe longer... everything that threatens us, threatens to save us.

Get away from me, ” she cried. “What are you?” “Death, ” Lok answered menacingly. Brooke looked at him in horror. “Haha, just kidding.

The all-encompassing cure for cancer, heartbreak, irrationality, drug addiction, and every other ailment that plagues humanity?Fire.

The Iranian people are getting restive because of the challenges that sanctions have posed to their economy.

Don't ever let them pull you down so low as to hate them. (also cited as: I will permit no man to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him.)

Who has words at the right moment?

You can't sit back. My husband and I have made the choice that our marriage is the most important thing to us. We respect what we have and understand how we need to feed it.

Republicans have been losing the war of words for years now. Now they are just caving because they don't even want to try. I don't agree with that approach.

Unless a president can protect the privacy of the advice he gets, he cannot get the advice he needs.

All the powers in the universe are already ours. It is we who have put our hands before our eyes and cry that it is dark.

If your time is worth anything, travel by air. If not, you might just as well walk.