Reminding me how fragile this life is and how easily it can be lost. Compelling me to live and to live well, while I still can.Because sooner or later, we must all face eternity.

It's time for both of us to be free.

Beauty and death, so closely knit together. This seems to be the central theme of my life.

Remember, Pia, " he whispers. "Perfect is as perfect does.

We were too greedy, grasping for immortality too soon. Perhaps if we had only been patient, content to wait, we would all have forever in the end.

I can't let the killing go on. No more death, not because of me. This is the only way. You and I both know it. Eio.

How many have died that I might live?And who has died that I might live?

The noblest life is the one laid down for another.

That your eyes are like bits of sky seen through the leaves. And that, like the rain washes the mud from the leaves, you... how did he say it? Oh yes. That you wash the darkness from the world.

A body can't live without a heart. And I can't live without you.

I think of the five generations it will take before [Mr. Perfect]'s born, and I want to scream. I want someone now. I want someone who will look into my eyes and understand everything behind them.

Be not overcome of evil but overcome evil with good.

I am in politics because of the conflict between good and evil, and I believe that in the end good will triumph.

White people get nervous and speed things up. You don't have to be in a hurry because you ain't got nothing to gain and you ain't got nothin' to lose. And that's where the groove lies.

I don't know if this qualifies as gentle reassurance, but right now this is all that stands between me and a Harley-Davidson.

I'm pretty much your average, energy-saving-light-bulbs-recycling citizen.

Cat angels are the reason there are no mice angels.

Joseph Cotten, who said, You know how I got my name? Sammy Davis picked it for me. Never got a dinner!

True fragrance speaks for itself. It does not require to be pointed out by the bearer.

Freedom is not the sole prerogative of a chosen few, but the universal right of all God's children.

Because I cannot flatter and look fair, Smile in men's faces, smooth, deceive, and cog, Duck with French nods and apish courtesy, I must be held a rancorous enemy.