The trick to being smart is knowing when to play dumb.

An army of sheep led by a lion is better than an army of lions led by a sheep.

When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.

I am not afraid of an army of lions led by a sheep; I am afraid of an army of sheep led by a lion.

Without Knowledge, Skill cannot be focused. Without Skill, Strength cannot be brought to bear and without Strength, Knowledge may not be applied.

True love never has a happy ending, because there is no ending to true love.

Bury my body and don't build any monument. Keep my hands out so the people know the one who won the world had nothing in hand when he died.

In the end, when it's over, all that matters is what you've done.

May God keep you away from the venom of the cobra, the teeth of the tiger, and the revenge of the Afghans.

Let us conduct ourselves so that all men wish to be our friends and all fear to be our enemies.

There is nothing impossible to him who will try.

Always remember: No matter how carefully you choose your words, they'll always end up being twisted by others.

She feels the anger quiet into a briny resentment. The bitterness floats like an inkblot in her mind’s eye.

I've always got on better with boys. Most of my friends are boys. Like, if I have children, I want five boys. Boys love their mothers whereas girls can be so mean to each other.

I never quit my job until I had my next job.

I can tell that you been crying all night, drinking all summer, praying for your happiness, hope that you recover

Life without music is meaningless, music without life is academic.

I don't know of anybody's political bias at CBS News. We try very hard to get any opinion that we have out of our stories, and most of our stories are balanced.

I find myself by default an atheist but fairly unhappily so. It would be bloody marvelous if there was a god.

Needs can be fulfilled, desires never. Needs are natural, desires are perverted.

Night-dreams trace on Memory's wall Shadows of the thoughts of day, And thy fortunes, as they fall, The bias of the will betray.