He looked like someone pretending to be a knight, which was bad. He figured pretending to be something he actually wanted to be was just asking for it.

My dear boy, looking like a thing has little to do with being a thing. Be the thing first, and you will grow to resemble it.

Your heart is who you are, all else follows. Guard your heart, Thomas. Guard your heart.

Did you hear what I was playing, Lane?I didn't think it polite to listen, sir.

Freighted with hope, Crimsoned with joy, We scatter the leaves of our opening rose.

The window of opportunity to avert famine is rapidly closing and could already have closed. The real issue facing us is not whether there will be famine but how many people will actually die.

My theory is to enjoy life, but my practice is against it.

The ONLY thing that seems to band all nations together, is that their governments are universally bad.

Black is a color of power and strength, and to see all those players, with the captains linking their arms in front - it's a powerful picture.

I guess what I find so interesting about memory, and its role in a person's identity, is how the attempt to achieve accuracy requires you to remove yourself from your life in an authorial manner.

The poet never asks for admiration; he wants to be believed.

We consider Christmas as the encounter, the great encounter, the historical encounter, the decisive encounter, between God and mankind. He who has faith knows this truly; let him rejoice.

As long as you pretend to be self-sufficient, you short-circuit God's power in your life. You need to admit your inadequacy and say, "God, I can't handle this!"