What do you do when your entire identity is destroyed in an instant? How do you cope when your whole life story turns out to bw wrong?

Our generation has had no Great Depression, no Great War. Our war is spiritual. Our depression is our lives.

The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.

Worker bees can leave. Even drones can fly away. The Queen is their slave.

Did perpetual happiness in the Garden of Eden maybe get so boring that eating the apple was justified?

You know, the condom is the glass slipper of our generation. You slip it on when you meet a stranger. You dance all night, then you throw it away.

If you love something set it free, but don't be surprised if it comes back with herpes.

Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I've ever known.

The trick to forgetting the big picture is to look at everything close-up.

It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.

I’m always scared to death that I won’t do a role justice. But fear can be a great motivator.

Dignity has no price, when someone starts making small concessions, in the end, life loses all meaning.

I’m pretty sure I’m the only author who intends to take the longest possible route to a destination that will always be over the next hill.

I took up arms for the freedom of my color. It is our own - we will defend it or perish.

I will reflect a thousand times over before I allow the German Volk to become entangled in agreements whose consequences are not readily evident.

Real love is more than a physical feeling. If there's even the slightest doubt in your head about a guy, then forget about it. It's not real.

In Europe, I always have fun bike riding in Amsterdam.

This is something everyone knows: A well-used city street is apt to be a safe street. A deserted city street is apt to be unsafe.

But in proverbe I have herde say,That who that wel his werk beginneth,The rather a good end he winneth.

The Giants are looking for a trade but I don't think Atlanta wants to depart with a quality player.