Today I want to send a message of optismism to all Greeks. Our road, our path, will be more stabilised. Our country will be in a better situation. We will be stronger.

We have made major reforms in Greece. When I took over after a landslide victory we had a mandate for change and I knew my major focus would be re-organizing the state.

Unfortunately, corruption is widespread in government agencies and public enterprises.

I am proud of being a Greek of the diaspora.

The Greek people do not want to exit the euro, and I believe the Greek people already have shown that they have made major sacrifices to stay within the Eurozone.

Greece's history in the drachma was an up-and-down history, a roller coaster.

This is global governance in the making. But we must agree, and agree to a binding commitment.

Despite the deep reforms we are making, traders and speculators have forced interest rates on Greek bonds to record highs.

There are certain moments in the history of a nation when the choices made define the decades to come.

Everyone needs to carry out his own personal revolution.

I will always be upfront with the Greek people, so we can solve the country's problems together.

Slaves of wisdom are masters of many.

Childhood anxieties, childhood fears, never disappear entirely. They fade, but not away.

The wind bit hard at Valley Forge one Christmas. Soldiers tied rags on their feet. Red footprints wrote on the snow...

Are you tempted? Look unto Jesus. Are you afflicted? Look unto Jesus. Do all speak evil of you? Look unto Jesus. Do you feel cold, dull, and backsliding? Look unto Jesus.

Since I am no longer affiliated with any organization nor receiving any funding, I can speak quite frankly....As a scientist I remain skeptical.

We need myths that will identify the individual not with his local group but with the planet.

Ignorance worships mystery; reason explains it; the one grovels, the other soars.

When we understand every single secret of the universe, there will still be left the eternal mystery of the human heart.

O why do I ever let anyone read what I write! Every time I have to go through a breakfast with a letter of criticism I swear I will write for my own praise or blame in future. It is a misery.

I bet any Sunday could be made as popular at church as Easter is if you made 'em fashion shows too. The audience is so busy looking at each other that the preacher just as well recite Gunga Din.