It's a long ride home with nothing but me for company. I bore myself sometimes. Not often. Just now and again.

In their vanity men focus on what they wish to hear and miss the hidden meaning, the lurking threat.

What must be done must be done, whatever the price, the cost, the pain. One day we all must walk through fire.

A nation's not a child, for God's sake. ... It's like a wild horse you tame by breaking it. Or a fiery woman you slap till she sees sense and warms your bed.

The only sheets I'll ever long for are my own.

Talking to Lee Child and discovering, from his chapter in The Chopin Manuscript, that he's even more of an audio geek than I am (as his chapter in Chopin proves).

You speak as if this is a good world with a little evil in it. Rubbish. It's a hellish one where the best a man can do is put a little sanity back and look after his own.

Do I dream you? Or you dream me? Or does someone, something bigger than all' - her hands swept the vast constellations above them - 'this beauteous calamity, dream everything we see and more?

To watch. To wait. To wonder at a world in chaos, ' the girl said. 'And hope one day you fools might learn.

I guess that the goddess Venus wasn’t on my side with this fine specimen of the male gender!

You're not good for me when you're not mine.

An ugly woman that honors you is better than a beautiful woman that dishonors you”.

If you have the opportunity to do amazing things in your life, I strongly encourage you to invite someone to join you.

To be idle is a short road to death and to be diligent is a way of life; foolish people are idle, wise people are diligent.

Winning breeds confidence and confidence breeds winning.

Passivity is the dragon every woman has to murder in her quest for independence.

Your life starts to take shape at 30. You don't have to make excuses for who you are anymore.

The international community... allows nearly 3 billion people - almost half of all humanity - to subsist on $2 or less a day in a world of unprecedented wealth.

The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head.