They call this war a cloud over the land. But they made the weather and then they stand in the rain and say 'Shit, it's raining!

He tried to name which of the deadly seven might apply, and when he failed he decided to append an eighth, regret.

He was himself a case in point, and perhaps not a rare one, for his spirit, it seemed, had been burned out of him but he was yet walking.

It's a good thing war is so terrible or else we'd get to liking it too much.

He said, I've been coming for you on a hard road. I'm never letting you go. Never.

They say this war is a cloud over the land! But they make the weather and then they stand in the rain and say, ‘Shit, it’s raining!

Inman's only thought looking on the enemy was, "Go home.

We have to learn to live in peace with each other

The mind's cross-indexing puts the best librarian to shame.

There is no story that is not true, [...] The world has no end, and what is good among one people is an abomination with others.

The intention to live as long as possible isn't one of the mind's best intentions, because quantity isn't the same as quality.

Enlightenment is just the beginning, later on come other skills . . . patience, a forgiving nature, extreme attention . . . .

There is an army of waiters in this world.

I don't mind saying, you know, that I don't take a salary from the church, and God has blessed me with more money than I could imagine from my books.

Each one of us is God's special work of art. Through us, He teaches and inspires, delights and encourages, informs and uplifts all those who view our lives.

We put all these things together into a tangible product that is The Rock N' Roll Mystery Tour.

I rather would entreat thy company; To see the wonders of the world abroad, Than, living dully sluggardized at home, Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.