He was born a politician. No, Ursula thought, he was born a baby, like everyone else. And this is what he has chosen to become.

The beginning is the word and the end is silence. And in between are all the stories.

As I watch, the sky fills with clouds of snow feathers from every kind of bird there ever was and even some that only exist in the imagination, like the bluebirds that fly over the rainbow.

If they would all sleep all the time she wouldn't mind being their mother.

If people believed in eternal damnation they might not be seizing the day quite so much.

Men had no purpose on earth whereas women were gods walking unrecognized among them.

The past is what you take with you.

Ethics are not necessarily to do with being law-abiding. I am very interested in the moral path, doing the right thing.

Ursula craved solitude but she hated loneliness, a conundrum that she couldn’t even begin to solve.

In the end, it is my belief, words are the only things that can construct a world that makes sense.

I spent four years doing a doctorate in postmodern American literature. I can recognize it when I see it.

Remember, the village idiot was the spiritual man who built the ark and saved his family. Keep being you and never give up marching to the beat of your own drum!

I still have the scars from when they captured me and beat me in the middle of the street.""You don't get scars.""Emotional scars then.

Soulfully encouraged on Christmas day, to journey freely - toward your chosen goals.

In algorithms, as in life, persistence usually pays off.

Capability is just a concept of what is it we're looking at. Now how far we can go along that and what new capabilities become possible is something we have to judge.

What if everything in a museum is crap? It's entirely possible; it's not the end of the world.

Be doin artists in like Cain did Abel, Now they money's gettin stuck to the gum under the table.

It's me who is my enemy Me who beats me up Me who makes the monsters Me who strips my confidence.

Let us seek to live in a way that is always worthy of our Christian vocation

It is rare to see a rich man religious; for religion preaches restraint, and riches prompt to unlicensed freedom.