I shall repeat a hundred times; we really ought to free ourselves from the seduction of words!

That which does not kill us makes us stronger.

There is always madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

Sometimes people don't want to hear the truth because they don't want their illusions destroyed.

There are two different types of people in the world, those who want to know, and those who want to believe.

I was in darkness, but I took three steps and found myself in paradise. The first step was a good thought, the second, a good word; and the third, a good deed.

There will always be rocks in the road ahead of us. They will be stumbling blocks or stepping stones; it all depends on how you use them.

You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.

I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you.

Enjoy life. This is not a dress rehearsal.

The true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants woman, as the most dangerous plaything.

You could harbor a man in your bed or your body, play on his nervous system like Paderewski at the keyboard, and not shift his brain one inch out of the concrete of dogma. (p. 5)

I'm not really gadget oriented. I'm not into technology or computers. I'm not good at interfacing with that sort of gear.

Any time where the delta b/w what is possible and how things work today is at its widest, that's an opportunity to go build new technology.

He that shuts love out, in turn shall be Shut out from love, and on her threshold lie, Howling in outer darkness.

My love is like a stone tied round my neck; it's dragging me down to the bottom; but I love my stone. I can't live without it.

It takes bravery to care for someone — no matter who he is or what made him, whether he is weak or walking or jumping out of windows. The risk involved is enormous.

The greatest day of my life was the day I married Mrs. Ford.

Throw your heart into the picture and then jump in after it.

Britons seem to have given up on assimilating their Muslim population, with many British elites patting themselves on the back for their tolerance and multiculturalism.

We must never shed tears That is the life form’s defeat and if we give into the emotions then it only becomes proof of our inability to control it.