Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster.

Ironic. I'm here because of my inherent dangerousness, but it's my inherent politeness that makes me put up with this. With him.

Be a calm beholder of what is happening around you.

The critics love to get out their knives and dine on Coverdale. But the worse the criticism gets, the more successful I become.

Men substitute words for reality and then argue about the words.

Oh, the solitariness of sin! There is nothing like it, except, perhaps, the solitariness of death. In that isolation none can reach you, none can feed you.

At every opportunity, I wanted to play football.

Why can't you place a blessing like that on us?" I asked. "It only works on wild animals." "So it would only affect Percy," Annabeth reasoned. "Hey!" I protested.

The poet sees better than other mortals. I do not see things as they are, but according to my own subjective impression, and this makes life easier and simpler.

Raise your words, not your voice.

Maybe forgiveness is just the continual pushing aside of bitter memories, until time dulls the hurt and anger, and the wrong is forgotten.

And he that is taught to live upon little, owes more to his father's wisdom, than he that has a great deal left him, does to his father's care.