If they asked how I died tell them: Still angry.

A preoccupation with the next world clearly shows an inability to cope credibly with this one.

Culture is like a smog. To live within it, you must breathe some of it in and, inevitably, be contaminated.

The way I see it, anyone who's proud of their country is either a thug or just hasn't read enough history yet.

War is like any other bad relationship. Of course you want out, but at what price? And perhaps more importantly, once you get out, will you be any better off?" - Quellcrist Falconer

The human eye is a wonderful device. With a little effort, it can fail to see even the most glaring injustice.

Take what is offered and that must sometimes be enough.

Evolutionary theory informs our understanding of some frankly inexcusable social behavior and renders it perfectly normal.

We all get our dreams stamped on from time to time, right? And if it didn’t hurt, what kind of second-rate dreams would they be?

I think by definition you need to have lived a little bit to write anything that's humanly true.

Pretty much anything you care to imagine can happen in a fantasy, which in turn means you can really crank up the intensity of the tale you're telling.

Lift yourself to great heights.

Purposely decide what you want to do.

You've faced horrors in these past weeks... I don't know which is worse. The terror you feel the first time you witness such things, or the numbness that comes after it starts to become ordinary.

He who has imagination without learning has wings but no feet.

I am on the side of the unregenerate who affirm the worth of life as an end in itself as against the saints who deny it.

Analysts say Obama's new immigration plan will focus on deporting violent criminals. So, this could impact your fantasy football team.

I wasn't born with a tie or with Mark Shields stapled to my left hip. I have another life.

When all the blandishments of life are gone, The coward sneaks to death, the brave live on.

The Pythagoreans degrade impious men into brutes and, if one is to believe Empedocles, even into plants.

The idea that motherhood is inherently somehow a threat to creativity is just absurd.