It must be, I thought, one of the race's most persistent and comforting hallucinations to trust that "it can't happen here" -- that one's own time and place is beyond cataclysm.

Anybody who has had a great treasure has always led a precarious existence.

We all have our youthful follies, embarassing to recall -- but people somehow find it hard to dismiss as a youthful folly anything that has happened to be a financial success.

Children have a different convention of the fearful until they have been taught the proper things to be shocked at.

Even when she walks one would believe that she dances.

Once we choose hope, everything is possible.

All you can do is play how you know how to play.

All of us in Quebec - and I mean all of us - have allowed language to become a preoccupation that works to the disadvantage of all of us - and I mean all of us.

The woman had a humble, cringing manner. Of course, she had discovered that, having neither money nor virtue, she had better be humble if she knew what was good for her.

We can't possibly fight all the terrorists in all the countries where they exist because we don't have the money or manpower to do so.

The influence of fine scenery, the presence of mountains, appeases our irritations and elevates our friendships.

The dog is a yes-animal. Very popular with people who can't afford a yes man.

With Halloween on a Monday this year, that gives people a chance to have parties on Friday, Saturday or Sunday.

The deepest fear we have, 'the fear beneath all fears,' is the fear of not measuring up, the fear of judgment. It's this fear that creates the stress and depression of everyday life.