How many times had I let myself connect with someone only to have it thrown back in my face?

The main thing I wanted to say, and thankfully it’s what most people say they get out of the book, is simply an acknowledgement that we do affect each other in ways we can’t predict.

No one knows for certain how much impact they have on the lives of other people. Oftentimes, we have no clue. Yet we push it just the same.

You can hear rumors. But you can't know them.

You can't stop the future You can't rewind the past The only way to learn the secret ...is to press play.

I've always loved brainstorming with other writers, and I consider having my work critiqued a part of that brainstorming.

And at some point, the struggle becomes too much-too tiring-and you consider letting go. Allowing tragedy... or whatever... to happen.

You can't go back to how things were. How you thought they were. All you really have is...now.

Everything...affects everything

After all, how often do we get a second chance?

In the end....everything matters.

The Jew lends himself easily to Communism because it enables him to devote himself to a high cause, involving all of humanity, characteristics which are natural to him as a Jew.

It was real Cheyenne. I would get the translations the night before, but it was very difficult because it was not like any other language you would be familiar with.

The best way to gain more yards is advance the ball down the field from the line of scrimmage.

The putting on of vestments and lighting candles, it's a wonderful ritual that never changes from one Mass to another.

The universe only gives you what you can handle, so trust that whatever is happening to you is exactly what you need. Just trust. Have certainty!

Trees, though they are cut and loped, grow up again quickly, but if men are destroyed, it is not easy to get them again

A battle can be won before it's ever fought by choosing the right ground.

Make time for planning: Wars are won in the general's tent.

A Covenant not to defend myself from force, by force, is always void. For... no man can transfer or lay down his Right to save himself from Death.

Everybody dies, Sally. The thing is to die well.