There are only two lives we might live: our dream or our destiny. Sometimes they are one in the same, and sometimes they're not. Often our dreams are just a path to our destinies.

If our goal is to be tolerant of people who are different than we are, Chase, then we really are aiming quite low. Traffic jams are to be tolerated. People are to be celebrated.

At least tell me you won? And that the scratches and dings were totally worth it." "Of course. They're always worth it, " he says with a hidden meaning that only the two of us could ever understand.

Go find yourself first so you can also find me.

How could I wish for it for so long, only to come back and find it gone. To be here, in my technical house, and discover that home is now someplace different.

Blunders are an inescapable feature of war, because choice in military affairs lies generally between the bad and the worse.

In fashion even what seems most fragile must be built on cement.

The experience of separateness arouses anxiety; it is, indeed, the source of all anxiety.

Am I self-righteous? Why not? It's not like I can count on you to be righteous for me.

A great mind is above insults, injustice, grief, and raillery, and would be invulnerable were it not open to compassion.

As for literature, thefts cannot harm it, while the lapse of ages augments its value

Something very beautiful happens to people when their world's fallen apart: a humility, a nobility, a higher intelligence emerges at just the point when our knees hit the floor.