I'll tell you a secret. Old storytellers never die. They disappear into their own story.

Never look directly at the sun. Instead, look at the sunflower.

The pyramid shape is said to hold many secrets and amazing properties. One of them is a sense of wonder.

Whenever you read a good book, somewhere in the world a door opens to allow in more light.

A woman is human. She is not better, wiser, stronger, more intelligent, more creative, or more responsible than a man. Likewise, she is never less. Equality is a given. A woman is human.

The nutcracker sits under the holiday tree, a guardian of childhood stories. Feed him walnuts and he will crack open a tale.

Sunrise paints the sky with pinks and the sunset with peaches. Cool to warm. So is the progression from childhood to old age.

Was it you or I who stumbled first? It does not matter. The one of us who finds the strength to get up first, must help the other.

Patience is not a virtue. It is an achievement.

A boomerang returns back to the person who throws it. But first, while moving in a circle, it hits its target. So does gossip.

Each letter of the alphabet is a steadfast loyal soldier in a great army of words, sentences, paragraphs, and stories. One letter falls, and the entire language falters.

[W]ishing for immortality won't make life last any longer.

At night in the town's countryside, you could just about feel and hear everything, but without using lamps, it was impossible to see anything other than shadows

Ah, wonderful sleep. I love to sleep. It's one of the things I'm really good at.

We’re currently faced with two entirely different challenges – facing down Islamism and jihadism on the one hand, and advancing human rights and democratic culture on the other.

Like family, we are tied to each other. This is what all good musicians understand.

I can love October in September. September doesn’t care.

Human beings are fundamentally good.

I think the trend to control speech - and therefore thought - continues. Because of the freer flow of information now, there's more on the side of free thought.

I don't trust my inner feelings, inner feelings come and go.

Can't we kidnap Old Jethro, force him to help us, then vanquish him and the healer?" Bran choked on his drink.