Trying to remember, I have learned, is like trying to clutch a handful of fog. Trying to forget, like trying to hold back the monsoon.

Look. I have a strategy. Why expect anything? If you don’t expect anything, you don’t get disappointed.

If you look hard enough, chaos turns into order the way letters turn into words.

You show you care, you die.You show you fear, you die.You show nothing, maybe you live.

Simply to endure is to triumph.

Instead, we linger over a luxury that costs nothing: Imagining what may be.

A man who doles out sweets, and slaps, with the same hand.

Sometimes when we’re in situations where we feel we’re not in control, we do things, especially things that take a lot of energy, as a way of making ourselves feel we have some power.

This affliction--hope--is so cruel and stubborn, I believe it will kill me

Inside my head I carry: my baby goat, my baby brother, my ama's face, our family's future. My bundle is light. My burden is heavy.

Long time I been on my own, but now really I'm alone. I survive the killing, the starving, all the hate of the Khmer Rouge, but I think maybe now I will die of this, of broken heart.

Beauty runs skin deep not on superficial assumptions or criticisms of many people. Live with a beautiful mind and heart. Live with a beautiful soul.

The search for wisdom is like a search for gold.

Quick decisions made in anger, usually end in regret.

The sad fact is, because we've had a failed policy and failed leadership, now we're having to rely on Russians and the Iranians to go into Syria to fight and destroy ISIS.

If I was not racing then I would own a ranch where people could come and hunt. It would be fun and laid back every day.

You want this so badly—this second chance, this chance at real redemption—that you can’t see the truth.

I support special forces. I support trainers. I support the air campaign. And I think we're making some progress. I want to continue to intensify that, and that's exactly what the president is doing.

Why can I write 'South' with some assurance that you'll know I mean Richmond and don't mean Phoenix? What is it that the South's boundaries enclose?

Nobody can call himself a Christian who does not worship Jesus.

When I can no longer bear to think of the victims of broken homes, I begin to think of the victims of intact ones.