For every talent that poverty has stimulated it has blighted a hundred.

Excellence is doing ordinary things extraordinarily well.

Political extremism involves two prime ingredients: an excessively simple diagnosis of the world's ills, and a conviction that there are identifiable villains back of it all.

The ultimate goal of the educational system is to shift to the individual the burden of pursuing his education.

Men of integrity, by their very existence, rekindle the belief that as a people we can live above the level of moral squalor. We need that belief; a cynical community is a corrupt community.

Much education today is monumentally ineffective. All too often we are giving young people cut flowers when we should be teaching them to grow their own plants.

True happiness involves the full use of one's power and talents.

Some people strengthen the society just by being the kind of people they are.

History never looks like history when you are living through it. It always looks confusing and messy, and it always feels uncomfortable.

The cynic says, "One man can't do anything". I say, "Only one man can do anything."

If you have some respect for people as they are, you can be more effective in helping them to become better than they are.

We have to go. I'm almost happy here.

It is not the truth that people cannot handle. It is the consequences that stem from that truth.

Any man who has had the job I've had and didn't have a sense of humor wouldn't still be here.

Freed from the thoughts of winning, I instantly play better. I stop thinking, start feeling. My shots become a half-second quicker, my decisions become the product of instinct rather than logic.

Love is the answer, at least for most of the questions in my heart.

If I run I lose so much weight, which I need because you're limited on weight when you are a tall driver. And have you seen marathon runners? They're quite skinny.

I do look forward to doing things in the future that I havent done before. Do you know what I have always dreamt about? Playing a serial killer!

Life, struggle, even amidst pain and blood and poverty, seemed beautiful.

No one ever accepts criticism so cheerfully. Neither the man who utters it nor the man who invites it really means it.

When all the false self-identifications are thrown away, what remains is all-embracing love.