What good is ye world when ye canst not livest hither.

Such is the great nature of man, it resides the true face beneath a glittering masquerade.

Luck is merely a product of the happily delusional mind.

You can't make a head and brains out of a brass knob with nothing in it. You couldn't do it when your uncle George was living much less when he's dead.

Adults end up shading things and shading the truth, and you end up lying and telling people what they want to hear.

Who expects trouble gets trouble.

Shh,” he whispered. “You asked me if I loved you. I do. I love you more than life itself. Nothing matters in this world but that you live. Can you do that for me? Can you live?

Boredom is not an end-product, is comparatively rather an early stage in life and art. You've got to go by or past or through boredom, as through a filter, before the clear product emerges.

For all is like an ocean, all flows and connects; touch it in one place and it echoes at the other end of the world.

As Governor of Texas, I have set high standards for our public schools, and I have met those standards.

Releasing the emotional energy and focusing on acceptance dissipates anger and restores balance.