He's throwing everything he can into the air on the chance that something might take flight. And we're the smallest, weakest bird.

...I do not know how I can feel this much pain and survive, and at the same time know how much I have to live.

Some people think the stars must look closer from up here. They don't. When you're up here, you realize how distant they really are—how impossible to reach.

Some people think the stars must look closer from up here. They don't.When you're up here, you realize how distant they really are--how impossible to reach.

Reaching and reached. Cassia

She's right. We would compose poems about love and tell stories that have been heard in some form before. But it would be our first time feeling and telling.

For we are all walking each other to our deaths, and the journey between footsteps makes up our lives

They both have in common their conviction that they are still learning, still growing, when in fact they have long ago lost that ability.

Inside me are the real things that give me strength—my thoughts, the small stones of my own choosing. They tumble in my mind, some polished from frequent turning, some new and rough, some that cut.

We need you.""I'm sorry, but I can't let that keep me here anymore.

Until now, I've never been able to see while I fly, and I feel a dizzying lightness as I look out at the land bel

I've found that what most people call luck is often little more than raw talent combined with the ability to make the most of opportunities. (Talon Karrde)

Every man has his own courage, and is betrayed because he seeks in himself the courage of other persons.

Words are the only arteries of thought our poor human body possesses.

Our commercial bank [JPMorgan] is only in the U.S. We are serving what you call SMEs - small businesses, private companies.

He who reforms himself has done more towards reforming the public than a crowd or noisy, impotent patriots.

... whoever believes anything esteems that it is a work of charity to persuade another of it.

Ah, thou hast made my heart captive in the endless meshes of thy music, my master!

Boredom and stupidity and patriotism, especially when combined, are three of the greatest evils of the world we live in.

There is at least this to be said for mind, that it can dispel mind.

A blade of grass is always a blade of grass, whether in one country or another.