Now that I think of it, she looked splendid. I wish I had met her somewhere else. I wish I had appreciated her as she deserved. I wish that everything had gone differently.

Now I no longer believe that people's secrets are defined and communicable, or their feelings full-blown and easy to recognize.

literature will lose, sunlight will win, don't worry.

Limitation is just an "imitation" of the limit. Nothing real, just mindset.

Truth is strong, and sometime or other will prevail.

Then, you must fall each into your proper place. You'll do your business, and she, if she's worthy of you, will do hers; but it's your business to please yourself, and hers to please you.

After President Obama's election, efforts at othering Obama quickly became about smearing his non-partisan allies and ambassadors.

Each of us is now electronically connected to the globe, and yet we feel utterly alone.

Truth is so hard to tell, it sometimes needs fiction to make it plausible.

The party in power almost always unapologetically engages in deficit spending, while the other party argues passionately against the evils of debt and deficits.

Do you prefer that you be right or happy?

God hid the whole world in thy heart.