The so-called paradoxes of an author, to which a reader takes exception, often exist not in the author's book at all, but rather in the reader's head.

That which does not kill us makes us stronger.

There is always madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

Sometimes people don't want to hear the truth because they don't want their illusions destroyed.

There are two different types of people in the world, those who want to know, and those who want to believe.

I was in darkness, but I took three steps and found myself in paradise. The first step was a good thought, the second, a good word; and the third, a good deed.

There will always be rocks in the road ahead of us. They will be stumbling blocks or stepping stones; it all depends on how you use them.

You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.

I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you.

Enjoy life. This is not a dress rehearsal.

The true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants woman, as the most dangerous plaything.

I was a veritable Johnny Appleseed of grand expectations, and all I reaped for my trouble was a harvest of bitter fruit.

Be willing to give up something you believe to be of value to get something of greater value.

It was definitely a rare situation where a career had started and ended simultaneously on a very high note.

We don't have meetings unless absolutely necessary.

Today we're full of liquidity in money. And what you have to do is to convince big money to change the mindset and reinvest in these new activities to accelerate this change and create new jobs.

There is great joy in doing something for somebody else with no thought in receiving anything in return.

My advice is find fuel in failure. Sometimes failure gets you closer to where you want to be.

Everything on this earth right now is about labor and slavery. War is the only American export left that anyone wants to buy.

Tis now the very witching time of night, when churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world.