They were the screams of riders torn apart by the twisted reflections of their own inner selves.

Unwinds didn't go out with a bang-they didn't even go out with a whimper. they went out with the silence of a candle flame pinched between two fingers.

The Bill of Life was signed, the Unwind Accord went into effect, and the war was over. Everyone was so happy to end the war, no one cared about the consequences

Fight, flight, and screw up royaly.

Small victories are bet­ter than none.

I'd rather be partly great than entirely useless.

Once in a while our school has half days, and the teachers spend the afternoon 'in service,' which I think must be a group therapy for having to deal with us.

(Why did they call them sneakers if it was so hard to sneak in them?)

People would cheer throw confetti and then go about breaking the resolutions they had made only moments before.

I think all mothers are alike, regardless of cultural background, when it comes to illogical cleaning.

It's called loitering, which is like littering with human beings as the trash.

Nobody ever stays the same after someone they know tries to kill themselves…

Beautiful things were sometimes mixed up with treacherous things, they could even happen at the same time, or one could lead to the other, I thought.

Competition in academia is so vicious because the stakes are so small.

To be homeward bound, no matter what tragic memories you have harbored, is unlike any voyage a man can ever make.

The spirit of democracy cannot be superimposed from the outside. It must come from within.

We can't live life perfectly fully, because we sleep eight hours a day! We can live life only partly fully!

Actually to be a champion your goal is to be a little bit better each day, making sure that every day is an opportunity to be at your best.

In the Netherlands I read the first chapter of Exquisite Corpse to an audience that laughed in all the places I thought were funny - an experience I've never had in America!

A loving God who has no wrath is no God. He is an idol of our own making as much as if we carved Him out of stone.

I'm proud to say that there is not a single Russian nuclear missile pointed at an American child.