Man comes closer to God through the questions he asks Him, he liked to say.

He explained to me with great insistence that every question posessed a power that did not lie in the answer.

We believed in God, trusted in man, and lived with the illusion that every one of us has been entrusted with a sacred spark.

This day I ceased to plead. I was no longer capable of lamentation. On the contrary, I felt very strong. I was the accuser, God the accused.

The stars were only sparks of the fire which devoured us. Should that fire die out one day, there would be nothing left in the sky but dead stars, dead eyes.

We are all brothers and we are all suffering the same fate. The same smoke floats over all our heads. Help one another. It is the only way to survive. (pg. 39)

All this under a magnificent blue sky.

The world? The world is not interested in us. Today, everything is possible, even the crematoria...

Violence is not the answer. Terrorism is the most dangerous of answers.

Never shall I forget those moments which murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to dust. Never shall I forget these things, even if I am condemned to live as long as God Himself. Never.

I was a spectator who had gotten free admission to a freak show.

The world needs actual excitement and emotion more than it needs cool people.

I think this is the most extraordinary collection of talent, of human knowledge, that has ever been gathered at the White House - with the possible exception of when Thomas Jefferson dined alone.

A dunk is nice because it can create momentum, but it's not as good as scoring a touchdown.

Knowing that I'm not a model and I'm never going to be has relieved me of the pressure of looking good. If you don't establish yourself as McDreamy then you don't have to live up to it.

Death has but one terror, that it has no tomorrow.

I know not, sir, whether Bacon wrote the works of Shakespeare, but if he did not, it seems to me that he missed the opportunity of his life.

Did you know that there is no exact rhyme in the Russian language for the word 'pravda'? Ponder and weigh this insufficiency in your mind. Doesn't that just echo down the canyons of your soul?

Ours must be the first age whose great goal, on a nonmaterial plane, is not fulfillment but adjustment; and perhaps just such a goal has served as maladjustment's weapon.

To whom much is given, much is expected. I do believe this. It's embedded in me.