Once upon a time – for that is how all stories should begin – there was a boy who lost his mother.

For in every adult there dwells the child that was, and in every child there lies the adult that will be.

We are not meant to know the time or the nature of our deaths (for all of us secretly hope that we may be immortal).

He had quite liked the dwarfs. He often had no idea what they were talking about, but for a group of homicidal, class-obsessed small people, they were really rather good fun.

He became merely the broken statue of a beast, now without another's fear to animate it.

My feelings for Raphael are mine, and mine alone. I loved him, and that is all anyone needs to know. The rest is no business of any man's.

Unless you know the code, it has no meaning.

And, in the darkness, David closed his eyes as all that was lost was found again.

These were the tales that echoed in the head long after the books that contained them were cast aside.

The stories in books hate the stories contained in newspapers.

Story!" The dwarf snorted. "You'll be talking about "happily ever after" next. Do we look happy? There's no happily ever after for us. Miserabily ever after, more like.

We are made of stars. So, what's impossible?

Gender is like a Rubik’s Cube with one hundred squares per side, and every time you twist it to take a look at another angle, you make it that much harder a puzzle to solve.

To succeed in driving innovation, it is essential for empowering people to push ideas forward, and the entire company to be pulling in the right direction

Give a person a job you help them pay some bills, teach them how to find a career and you provide them with sustenance for life!

It is my feeling that Time ripens all things with Time all things are revealed Time is the father of truth.

I've always worked on my own home and different places that I've owned. I really enjoyed it. But I'm a mechanic, a motorcycle and car builder.

Let go of thought, become still and alert, and don't try to understand or explain.

reach isn’t describable in terms of cause and effect anymore: it’s simultaneous.

Don't do as I did. I'm living proof of how not to live.

The best and sweetest flowers of paradise God gives to His people when they are upon their knees. Prayer is the gate of heaven.