You can't stop the futureYou can't rewind the pastThe only way to learn the secret...is to press play.

No one knows for certain how much impact they have on the lives of other people. Oftentimes, we have no clue. Yet we push it just the same.

Everything...affects everything

After all, how often do we get a second chance?

A lot of you cared, just not enough.

Here's a tip. If you touch a girl, even as joke, and she pushes you off, leave... her... alone. Don't touch her. Anywhere! Just stop. Your touch does nothing but sicken her.

I can't. You can't rewrite the past.

Maybe if I forgot things once in a while, we'd all be a little bit happier.

But I do know which is the least popular. The truth.

I decided to find out how people at school might react if one of the students never came back.

But you can't get away from yourself. You can't decide not to see yourself anymore. You can't decide to turn off the noise in your head.

You may silence the critics, but you don't silence the pain.

You can get in a car in Maine and drive all the way to California and hear the same Top 40 songs on the same chain broadcasters, ” bemoaned the report.

You can see ugliness or you can see beauty in the same thing - It just indicates your state of mind ~ Ramana Pemmaraju

I believe that love, like magic, casts its own spell of enchantment.

We all have wings, but they have not been of any avail to us and if we could tear them off, we would do so.

Is it treason to say the truth? A bitter truth, but no less true for that.

I'd rather we were rebuilding Philadelphia, as opposed to Kabul...There are American cities with serious infrastructure problems and we're not addressing them.

The usual bad poem in somebody's Collected Works is a learned, mannered, valued habit, a habit a little more careful than, and little emptier than, brushing one's teeth.

I'm very much an optimist. I don't think I could do my work if I didn't believe there was some kind of hope for humanity.

Human beings are afraid of dying. They are always running after something: money, honor, and pleasure. But if you had to die now, what would you want?