I wonder if you encountered this dictum first spoken by a twentieth-century statesman: "An abyss cannot be crossed in two steps.

Travel far enough, you meet yourself.

Truth is singular. Its 'versions' are mistruths.

...now I'm a spent firework; but at least I've been a firework.

If swans weren't real myths'd make up.

Books don't offer real escape, but they can stop a mind scratching itself raw.

I believe death is only a door. One closes, and another opens. If I were to imagine heaven, I would imagine a door opening. And he would be waiting for me there.

Our lives are not our own. We are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.

A half-read book is a half-finished love affair.

You say you're 'depressed' - all i see is resilience. You are allowed to feel messed up and inside out. It doesn't mean you're defective - it just means you're human.

I believe there is another world waiting for us. A better world. And I'll be waiting for you there.

Loving is like any other art-craft where the masters have carefully practiced and where the novices have languished in their carelessness.

Thomas remembered the image of the Cranks at the windows back at the dorm. Like living nightmares, missing only a death certificate to make them official zombies.

A great many of us have confused change with progress.

There is a natural limit to the success we wish our friends, even when we have spurred them on their way.

But I am committed to keeping this city a strong and viable center for commerce and industry, for continuing to make it a place of opportunity for its citizens.

I never found much comfort in overly organized religion of any sort.

My brother and I are best friends.

I'm a fan or naysayer like everyone else, not an authority of any kind.

Extend some kind of unexpected generosity to someone, preferably a stranger, every single day for two weeks. The more you practice being generous, the more you'll impact others in an inspiring way.