Approbation from Sir Hubert Stanley is praise indeed.

Despair is the absolute extreme of self-love. It is reached when a man deliberately turns his back on all help from anyone else in order to taste the rotten luxury of knowing himself to be lost.

The false face had been handsome, yes, but consciously so. As though he was too aware of his own attractivensss, something she found distinctly unappealing.

The goal of the human soul is conquest, perfection, security, superiority.

When you crop the photo, you tell a lie.

You can't be common, the common man goes nowhere; you have to be uncommon

Michael Koryta's THOSE WHO WISH ME DEAD is an absolutely thrilling read. I read most of it with my breath held, occasionally exhaling to ask myself, 'What will happen next?' I highly recommend it.

My 10 year old son likes it. He's trying to play guitar and everything. He likes that kind of music.

The persistent man with a poor plan stands a better chance of winning than the man with a perfect plan who hesitates and waivers in carrying it out.

You will make some mistakes but, if you learn from those mistakes, those mistakes will become wisdom and wisdom is essential to becoming wealthy.

Sacred religion! mother of form and fear.

It's great when you know somebody and they keep surprising you.