I miss it every minute, and I have no wish at all to go back.

Reputation is what other people know about you. Honor is what you know about yourself.

When you give each other everything, it becomes an even trade. Each wins all.

Not that I haven't leaped up into the blinding light of competence now and then. It's sustaining the altitude that defeats me.

I wanted to give you a victory. But by their essential nature triumphs can’t be given.

[Koudelka] looked back, "You?! I know you! You trust beyond reason!"[Cordelia] met his eyes steadily, "Yes, it's how I get results beyond hope, as you may recall.

You? I know you! You trust beyond reason."She met his eyes steadily. "Yes. It's how I get results beyond hope. As you may recall.

You want to be good. All right, I can understand that. But you have to be careful who you let define your good.

Honesty is the only way with anyone, when you’ll be so close as to be living inside each other’s skins.

everyone has their folding-point, Miles. Their mortal vulnerability. Some just keep it in a nonstandard location.

Vade Mecum I want the scissors to be sharp and the table perfectly level when you cut me out of my life and paste me in that book you always carry.

Don't be limited by what has been. Be inspired knowing that what could be is far greater than your wildest dreams.

I have always argued, in a good novel, interesting things happen to interesting people.

I seem to enjoy telling stories with a central absence, with a lacuna tunnelled into them.

Great books give you a feeling that you miss all day, until you finally get to crawl back inside those pages again.

But it was ever thus, all through my life: whenever I have diverged from custom and principle and uttered a truth, the rule has been that the hearer hadn't strength of mind enough to believe it.

I was a communist, but being left-wing was fashionable. I was no different from thousands of middle-class kids.

But as I grew up as a child, falling in love with the theater and Shakespeare, my heroes were Sir Laurence Olivier and Sir John Gielgud.

I'm quite satisfied on one thing: If we had not carried out our struggle, Cambodia would have become another Kampuchea Krom in 1975.

It is harder to maintain the balance of freedom than it is to endure the weight of tyranny.