It's never what you say but how you make it sound sincere.

The earth we abuse and the living things we kill will, in the end, take their revenge; for in exploiting their presence we are diminishing our future.

All great lovers are articulate, and verbal seduction is the surest road to actual seduction.

Euthanasia ... is simply to be able to die with dignity at a moment when life is devoid of it.

The more people are reached by mass communication, the less they communicate with each other.

People on horses look better than they are. People in cars look worse than they are.

The process of maturing is an art to be learned, an effort to be sustained. By the age of fifty you have made yourself what you are, and if it is good, it is better than your youth.

In our society those who are in reality superior in intelligence can be accepted by their fellows only if they pretend they are not.

The sign of an intelligent people is their ability to control their emotions by the application of reason.

The barbarian weapon is fission: the splitting asunder. It has been perfected for death. Our only weapon is fusion: an imperfect process still, though designed for life.

Money is not an aphrodisiac: the desire it may kindle in the female eye is more for the cash than the carrier.

The true meaning and purpose of life is to give some meaning and purpose to your life.

The dead teach this great lesson, which we are loathe to learn: we too will die.

I like the struggles that people have, people who are feeling like they don't fit into society, because I still sort of feel that way.

Art is the most valued thing in the world...it is the expression of the highest form of human energy,the creative power nearest to the divine.The power is within - the question is how to reach it.

When I was in college I was accused of being a goody two-shoes. But every goody two-shoes has a bad side.

I realized that the European dogma is not necessarily the only way to look at things.

Health without money is halfe an ague.

The dead hand has too long hampered the freedom of the living.

Turning away, I stared at the long road winding off ahead of me. I sighed. This trip might take awhile. "Then start walking, Rose," I muttered to myself. I set off, off to kill the man I loved.

I'd rather know a square guy than own a square mile.