We are like trees. We wear all colors naturally.

If a man is not faithful to his own individuality, he cannot be loyal to anything.

Human dignity is more precious than prestige.

I know the dark delight of being strange, The penalty of difference in the crowd, The loneliness of wisdom among fools.

If we must die, let it not be like hogs Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, If we must die, O let us nobly die.

Nations, like plants and human beings, grow. And if the development is thwarted they are dwarfed and overshadowed.

It's when you are down that you learn about your faults.

Idealism is like a castle in the air if it is not based on a solid foundation of social and political realism.

If we must die, O let us nobly die.

Adventure-seasoned and storm-buffeted, I shun all signs of anchorage, because The zest of life exceeds the bound of laws.

And, hungry for the old, familiar ways, I turned aside and bowed my head and wept.

A man may say, "From now on I'm going to speak the truth." But the truth hears him and runs away and hides before he's even done speaking.

My dad’s contentment is all that matters to me. When he’s laughing, I’m laughing. When he’s happy, I’m happy. I would give up my soul for him. To me, nothing else but his happiness matters.

There comes a time in every woman's life when the only thing that helps is a glass of champagne.

We are closer to God when we are asking questions than when we think we have the answers.

I like being able to do anything. I think that's healthy, doing anything and everything, rather than just getting completely obsessed with one particular genre or particular kind of work.

In the real world as in dreams nothing is quite what it seems. -The Book of Counted Sorrows

You can't be a real country unless you have a beer.

The number of children is not growing any longer in the world. We are still debating peak oil, but we have definitely reached peak child.

Men are motivated when they feel needed while women are motivated when they feel cherished.

There is a difference, of course, between real sentiment and the trash of shared experience.