Demonstrate talent, said Grandmother often to me, and you will still be loved by a husband when beauty has faded.

It is life that hurts you not death.

Had I truly thought I would not die when he kissed me? But I did. For a moment the breath and life went out of me and there was no time and no tomorrow but only my lips against his.

You, my lord, are the ending of all true stories.

Papa loves you with a dying and infernal love," the youngest girl said. "Undying," the eldest girl corrected. "And eternal.

Each man, when he dies, sees the landscape of his own soul.

Susie: Maybe we're all making everything up as we go.

In the fall, she knew it was Death who sweetened the apples.

Of all that I have possessed in my life, my memories are the only things remaining to me. Indeed, I believe that memories are the only real treasure any human can hope to hold always.

The man who can keep order can rule the world, but the man who can bear disorder is truly free.

I am not accustomed to saying anything with certainty after only one or two observations.

Do not accept whatever comes. Do not accept whatever goes. You have infinite power. Exercise your choice.

Here we will solve with laws and dollars, problems that too many people around the world still must solve with violence and civil war.

All social life, stability, progress, depend upon each man's confidence in his neighbor, a reliance upon him to do his duty.

It's not always enough to be brave, I realized years later. You have to be brave and contribute something positive, too. Brave on its own is just a party trick.

For every social wrong there must be a remedy. But the remedy can be nothing less than the abolition of the wrong.

It is the American air protection, which safeguards the freedom enjoyed by the Kurdish region. It guarantees the cultural, health and civilizational progress made in Iraqi Kurdistan.

In the first movement alone, I took note of six pregnancies and at least four miscarriages.