Unbelievers enjoy the security of their unbelief; there is great confidence in ignorance.

To friends! Life belongs to those who love, and where love reigns is man truly king!

If thou wouldst seek justice, thyself must be just.

Perhaps it is how we are made; perhaps words of truth reach us best through the heart, and stories and songs are the language of the heart

How is a man fortunate to live in the darkness, brother?" "Why do you wonder?" asked Blaise. "For only he who has lived in darkness truly knows and values the light.

Do not think it impossible just because it has never happened. - Friar Tuck

The path is revealed in the treading.

Two friends . . . there are stronger forces on earth, perhaps, but few as tenacious and enduring as the bond between true friends.

Alea iacta est. The die has been cast.

Jump blind and you might find yourself on the rim of a raging volcano, or smack in the middle of a battlefield during a savage war, or on a swiftly tilting ice floe in a tempest-tossed sea.

Knowledge is a burden--once taken up, it can never be discarded.

It was a strange thing about people- they could look the same but be different.

My father helped you with that. . that thing you do?” “Yes. Your father helped me with that peacemaking thing I do that keeps you happily killing for a living.

Know your literary tradition, savor it, steal from it, but when you sit down to write, forget about worshiping greatness and fetishizing masterpieces.

I am proud to be an African.

Not to sound arrogant, but what I did in one year, others couldn't do in their entire collegiate careers.

Everybody thinks if you do one thing, you can't do something else. So I like the fact that I can be versatile if I want to.

In Hollywood, you're never any better than your last picture.

Don't believe what your eyes are telling you. All they show is limitation. Look with your understanding, find out what you already know, and you'll see the way to fly.

You write with ease, to show your breeding, But easy writing's vile hard reading.

Sorry, am I being rude?" she asks. "I'm used to saying whatever is on my mind. Mom used to say that politeness is deception in pretty packaging