Texting is very loose in its structure. No one thinks about capital letters or punctuation when one texts, but then again, do you think about those things when you talk?

Every third person in the world is a drama queen. And crying 'victim,' especially when you're not really a victim in any real way, feels good. It feels good to cry victim if you're not one.

People have been warning us that language was going to the dogs ever since Latin started turning into French. Yet the dogs in question never seem to emerge yelping on the horizon.

If you took away the color of Barack Obama's skin, nobody right now would be paying him any attention.

English, however, is kinky. It has a predilection for dressing up like Welsh on lonely nights.

Ebonics - or black English, as I prefer to call it - is one of a great many dialects of English. And so English comes in a great many varieties, and black English is one of them.

A person you excuse from any genuine challenge is a person you do not truly respect.

No longer can we measure compassion by how much we spend on poverty but how many people we help to lift out of poverty.

People think of black English as ungrammatical, but it bears the same relationship to standard English as contemporary Hebrew does to ancient Hebrew.

Frankly, Barack Obama is a standard issue leftist that you would expect of somebody with his particular experience, and he doesn't exactly hide it.

We must neither behave as children by resisting honesty, nor allow ourselves to be treated as children by having honesty withheld.

Drink, ” he commanded, seeing the look of hunger, of passion, in the boy’s eyes. The intensity of his blood had awoken the predatory fire that lay within all men.

You have to Learn to know yourself, before you can know what you need to Learn.

Good fellowship and friendship are lasting, rational and manly pleasures.

If someone knows me and likes me or my work, they're more likely to allow me to tell their story. But it also cuts the other way.

What if everyone goes on the endless road Sooner or later Over the clouds to the sky Be sure to wait for me. And then, we will talk away About our countless memories.

Schoenberg is too melodious for me, too sweet.

I know, logically, about the fact that there are fans of my work in America, but it's hard for that feeling to sink in.

You can't stay mad at somebody who makes you laugh.

The Soviets sought not a place in the sun, but the sun itself. Their objective was the world. They would not tolerate compromise on goals, only on tactics.

But (Peresphone) was like, the goddess of flowers." Grover looked offended. "Springtime.