I suddenly felt my spirit expand, for I was capable of grasping the utter beauty of the trees.

Personally I think that grammar is a way to attain beauty.

I thought: pity the poor in spirit who know neither the enchantment nor the beauty of language.

We think we can make honey without sharing in the fate of bees, but we are in truth nothing but poor bees, destined to accomplish our task and then die.

We can be friends. We can be anything we want to be.

If you have but one friend, make sure you choose her well.

To be poor, ugly and, moreover, intelligent condemns one in our society to a dark and disillusioned life...to beauty all is forgiven.

So if there is something on the planet that is worth living for, I'd better not miss it, because once you're dead, it's too late for regrets, and if you die by mistake, that is really, really dumb.

Entrusting one's life is not the same as opening up one's soul.

I'm afraid to go into myself and see what's going on in there.

Because beauty consits of it's own passing, just as we reach for it. It's the ephemeral configuration of things in the moment, when you can see both their movement and their death.

Everything we see hides another thing, we always want to see what is hidden by what we see, but it is impossible. Humans hide their secrets too well....

Develop talent for tomorrow, rather than just hire for yesterday.

We do not want to have mercy for the things God has under judgment. We do not want to fall in the ditch on the otherside of unsanctified mercy.

It's harder to be a success, globally, and be artistic. Harder to have that balance than just to be artistic when nobody understands you.

At this point, I feel like I can allow myself to be goofy and take more risks, and even if I do fall on my face, I know it's not the end of the world and at least I tried to do something different.

Charging a man with murder in this place was like handing out speeding tickets at the Indy 500.

Be transparent about company values and adhere to them as your company grows.

The world tips away when we look into our children's faces.

Man struggles to survive, not to succumb

If I choose to come in this ring and walk over here and stand infront of the bald wonder twins and beat the living crap out of you, I can.