I may be running out of options, but running out isn't an option.

Let's go to Valhalla with the sun on our faces.

You're a Good Little Slave

Memories are dangerous things. You turn them over and over, until you know every touch and corner, but still you'll find an edge to cut you.

We die a little every day and by degrees we’re reborn into different men, older men in the same clothes, with the same scars.

Few things worth having can be got easily.

Every man has his thorns, not of him, but in him, deep as bones.

When you're in a dark place, and your light is going to run out before too long, you get on with things. It's a wonder to me how few people apply that same logic to their lives.

Some truths should perhaps be left unsaid. Some doors unopened. An angel once told me to let go of the ills I held too close, to let go of the flaws that shaped me.

Anything that you cannot sacrifice pins you. Makes you predictable, makes you weak.

It's an irony of our times that men seeking peace must make war.

Nothing Can Beat Hard Work, But Hard Work Itself

There was nothing fake or added about him. He was all himself.

Certainly all virtues are very dear to God, but humility pleases Him above all the others, and it seems that He can refuse it nothing.

Never think you've seen the last of anything.

Who would ever give up the reality of dreams for relative knowledge?

During the first couple of years of 'Dancing with the Stars,' I would go to Jack in the Box in my ball gown after the shows and get the Taco Nachos with cheese as my reward.

I'm not much into current electronic stuff, what I think of as lounge electronics, mumbling electronics.

We're always hearing about risk-takers whose risks paid off, but they are no braver than those whose risks end in ridicule.

Complex things oftentimes disrupt social norms.

No matter how imperfect things are, if you've got a free press everything is correctable, and without it everything is concealable.