If the first words out of your mouth are to cry ‘political correctness!’, … chances are very, very high that you are in fact part of the problem.

There is no greater warrior than a mother protecting her child.

If the first words out of your mouth are to cry 'political correctness!', ... chances are very, very high that you are in fact part of the problem.

We can never be gods, after all--but we can become something less than human with frightening ease.

Any woman can face the world alone, but why should we have to?

I am not as I once was. They have done this to me, broken me open and torn out my heart. I do not know who I am anymore. I must try to remember.

You're very lucky... Friends are precious, powerful things - hard to earn, harder still to keep. You should thank this one for taking a chance on you.

Once upon a time there was a Once upon a time there was a Once upon a time there was a Stop this. It's undignified.

But perhaps that was just the way of power: no such thing as too much.

There is nothing foolish about hope.

They live forever. But many of them are even more lonely and miserable than we are. Why do you think they bother with us? We teach them life's value.

I was built up from my dad more than anyone else.

God tells me how the music should sound, but you stand in the way.

Trying to hit Phil Niekro is like trying to eat jello with chopsticks. Sometimes you get a piece but most of the time you get hungry.

I'll always be a Golden Eagle

We know, for instance, of "The Book of the Wars of the Lord." It is mentioned in the text [Numbers 21:14]. There was a book: Where is it? One day you will dig and you will maybe find it. [Laughter]

It doesn't matter who wins if I don't. I only care if I win. I'm jealous of anyone else who wins.

With equality of experience and of general faculties, a woman usually sees much more than a man of what is immediately before her.

Prudence advises us to use our enemies as if one day they might be friends.

Be quiet now and wait. It may be that the ocean one, the one we desire so to move into and become, desires us out here on land a little longer, going our sundry roads to the shore.

I throw just as hard as ever - it just takes twice as long to get there.