People long to go backward in their imagination as well as forward. We don't wish simply to exist forever in some future; we wish to have existed in some distant past.

Even our recreation was scheduled. There was no time to look for birds or wander into the nearby woods. We were put into teams and sent into violent pursuit of a helpless ball.

I thought I understood what was best. I knew too little and believed too soon.

I felt as if I had no control over what I said, as if loathsome, ugly words were waiting inside me like snakes and toads looking for a chance to sneak out before I could stop them.

You're making yourself too important. Guilt comes from feeling we're at the center of the universe. We're not.

I couldn’t live with myself if I thought nothing could get better.

I find having your own car is like a passport to the world.

But what doesn’t die is the love we give to others. There is no end to that.

They were all brilliant. They wrote books and painted pictures, and if they ever stopped talking, which I was sure they would never do, they planned to change the world.

It is hard to give up what you know for what you don’t know.

You, you may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one.

The aim of life is no more to control the mind, but to develop it harmoniously; not to achieve salvation here after, but to make the best use of it here below

I’ve never had a writer’s block, but still I think: Is it going to happen this time? You never know what you’re going to get; you just put your fingers on the keys and hope.

At this time is freedom anything but the right to live as we wish? Nothing else.

If you don't feel that you are possibly on the edge of humiliating yourself, of losing control of the whole thing, then probably what you are doing isn't very vital.

I imagine most of that stuff on the information highway is roadkill anyway.

When I became leader, I made very clear I was not going to choose the easy life. I have always taken risks. I don't like comfort-zone politics.

For toddlers I suggest leaving their mittens on year-round, indoors and out. That way they can't get into aspirin bottles, liquor cabinets, or boxes of kitchen matches.

Although I'm not fluent in sign language by a long way, I could have a fairly decent conversation.

The only people who should really sin are the people who can sin and grin.