Promises that you make to yourself are often like the Japanese plum tree - they bear no fruit.

Do we really know anybody? Who does not wear one face to hide another?

What a strange pattern the shuttle of life can weave.

To expect defeat is nine-tenths of defeat itself.

A cool breeze stirred my hair at that moment, as the night wind began to come down from the hills, but it felt like a breath from another world.

They fell, but o'er their glorious grave Floats free the banner of the cause they died to save.

No one person can possibly combine all the elements supposed to make up what everyone means by friendship.

Jealousy is the forerunner of love, and often its awakener.

In spite of Jean-Jacques and his school, men are not everywhere born free, any more than they are everywhere in chains, unless these be of their own individual making.

Every man carries with him the world in which he must live.

Death is only a translation of life into another language.

But every day I go to work I'm making a bet that the universe is simple, symmetric, and aesthetically pleasing—a universe that we humans, with our limited perspective, will someday understand.

I never leaf through a copy of National Geographic without realizing how lucky we are to live in a society where it is traditional to wear clothes.

I just see myself as an object in the final image. I know I'm experiencing it when I'm there working on it. I'm there to be worked with, as anything else that I work with.

I realized that I had a serious problem with depression, and I went to a doctor and he gave me some medication.

Pop culture is like our subconscious.

As a youngster, I played in Little League, Pony League, and all sorts of amateur baseball programs growing up.

Invention hovers always a little above the rules.

Consider that we shouldn't call our brother a fool, since we don't know ourselves what we are.

Women are treated differently by society for exactly the same reason that children and the mentally handicapped are treated differently.

He bought me so many orchids that I looked like a well-kept grave.