Rising from the dead? Glowing at sunrise? What did that make him, the god of cheerful mornings and macabre surprises?

You're very lucky... Friends are precious, powerful things - hard to earn, harder still to keep. You should thank this one for taking a chance on you.

They live forever. But many of them are even more lonely and miserable than we are. Why do you think they bother with us? We teach them life's value.

Love betrayed has an entirely different sound from hatred outright.

But when I got angry, my nerves sought an outlet, and my mouth didn't always guard the gates.

We worship Him not because He is the best of our gods, but because He is, or was, the greatest killer among them.

If the gods do decide to wipe us out, is it such a bad thing? Maybe we've earned a little annihilation.

Get done with the damn sibling rivalry and let's get back with the task at hand here so we can figure out what we're going to do.

If a man carefully examines his thoughts he will be surprised to find how much he lives in the future. His well-being is always ahead.

I can't believe he took you to an actual resteraunt. I assumed his idea od a date would be making you watch him play World of Warcraft with his nerd friends.

Wherever you look there are inspirations, books, literature, paintings, landscapes, everything. Just living is an inspiration.

If Beethoven and Bach hooked up with Mozart and made a band, they could be a distant runner up to The D.

Modern man lives increasingly in the future and neglects the present.

Neutrality and boredom are the weapons of the state.

Never gamble without knowing a back way out.

It is easier to exemplify values than teach them.

The first draught serveth for health, the second for pleasure, the third for shame, the fourth for madness.