Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

If you can't fly then run, if you can't run then walk, if you can't walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.

Forgiveness is not an occasional act, it is a constant attitude.

The time is always right to do what is right.

I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.

The time is always right to do the right thing.

You don't have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step.

The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.

Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.

A man dies when he refuses to stand up for that which is right. A man dies when he refuses to stand up for justice. A man dies when he refuses to take a stand for that which is true.

It's not the violence of the few that scares me, it's the silence of the many

Experience teaches you that the man who looks you straight in the eye, particularly if he adds a firm handshake, is hiding something.

Whether I'm interested [in something] or not, step one is read the script and figure out if a character is someone I'd want to explore or not.

Founded in August 2003, MySpace would go on to be the most-visited social networking site in the world from 2005 until early 2008.

Do not commit the error, common among the young, of assuming that if you cannot save the whole of mankind you have failed.

Flying fosters fantasies of childhood, of omnipotence, rapid shifts of being, miraculous moments; it stirs our capacity for dreaming.

There's no great, white bigot; there's just about 200 million little white bigots out there.

The fact that we're in the playoffs doesn't mean anything to us, to be honest with you. Hopefully, we can accomplish our goal of going into the playoffs on a winning note.

Poetry is not the record of an event: it is an event.

I lean and loaf at my ease... observing a spear of summer grass.

...too much sadness hath congealed your blood,And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy.