It was a mating dance only slightly more dignified than presenting like a mandrill, but endearing in its own fashion.

Every empire grow until its reach exceeds its grasp

I don’t kill children, ” she said. “Not even when it’s the right thing to do.

We're all traitors now.” “Ha!” the old lady said. “Only if we lose.

it felt like waking up over and over without falling sleep in between.

I'm sorry you lost the suit, ' he said.She shrugged.'At this point, it was mostly a metaphor anyway, ' she said...

A near-fatal case of scurvy being the only reason I can imagine drinking something with grapefruit juice in it.

What sort of philosophers are we, who know absolutely nothing of the origin and destiny of cats?

Music lets you write your own checks. Don't ever forget that.

You were placed on this earth to create not to compete.

Joy's a subtle elf, I think man's happiest when he forgets himself.

Thomson's small oil sketches of the last years palpitate and throb. They are as direct in attack as a punch in the nose.

I resent performing for frisking idiots who don't know anything.

Then are we servants of God, then are we the disciples of Christ, when we do what is commanded us and because it is commanded us.

Sometimes there is no way to hold your life together. Sometimes things just have to fall apart.

I don't like the feeling, but I've got to say that a little fear makes me a more focused, more responsible programmer.

England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune.