Often you don’t know whether you’re the hero of a romantic comedy or the villain on a Lifetime special until the restraining order arrives.

This is one reason people need to believe in God—because we want someone to know us, truly, all the way through, even the worst of us.

I wish I could recommend the experience of not being killed to everyone.

People are most vociferously opposed to those forces they have to resist more fiercely within themselves.

Let me propose that if your beliefs or convictions matter more to you than people—if they require you to act as though you were a worse person than you are—you may have lost perspective.

If you manage to make it to some semblance of adulthood, just showing up turns out to be one of the kindest, most selfless things you can do for someone.

What dooms our best efforts to cultivate empathy and compassion is always, of course, other people.

The truth is, there are not two kinds of people. There's only one: the kind that loves to divide up into gangs who hate each other's guts.

Let me propose that if your beliefs or convictions matter more to you than people - if they require you to act as though you were a worse person than you are - you may have lost perspective.

The police, finding a corpse with twenty-eight stab wounds in a bathtub, suspected foul play.

It’s easy to demonstrate how progressive and open-minded and loyal you are when it costs you nothing.

When you are in your twenties, even if you're confused and uncertain about your aims and purposes, you have a strong sense of what life itself is, and of what you in life are, and might become.

Isn't that the tragedy of growing up though? One day you wake up and realize that everything you are and everything you feel is not much different from what everyone else feels.

What I would say is governments need assistance to run their organisations more efficiently just like businesses do.

Man, I really like Vegas.

On the pathway of knowledge we view life as in a dream. We feel that all of this world is a dream.

I loved history, particularly of the British, American and Old Testament kind.

Both heaven and hell are within us.

In the past, it was easier to believe in my own effectiveness. If I worked hard, with good colleagues and good ideas, we could make a difference. But now, I sincerely doubt that.

When there is plenty of wine, sorrow and worry take wing.

What is a man, if his chief good and market of his time be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.