You always were a strange child, Alexander, " he said, "but vampires? I can't believe it."I shrugged."Well, now you know where I get my biting sense of humor, " I said weakly.

Because the birdsong might be pretty, But it's not for you they sing, And if you think my winter is too cold, You don't deserve my spring.

By night, I am free. No one hears my monsters but me. My freedom is fragile, though, Because every morning, Over and over, The night is broken by the sun. It’s a good way to die.

And who says you always have to understand things? You can like them without understanding them -- like 'em better sometimes.

You send the best of this country off to be shot and maimed. No wonder the kids rebel and take pot.

If miracles be incredible, Christianity is false. If Christ wrought no miracles, then the Gospels are untrustworthy.

The court has said you are entitled to robust speech on public sidewalks, even insulting speech.

Happiness is not a house where you can live. (But it is a house you can build.)

NASA scientists announced the discovery of 50 new planets, among them what they're calling Super Earth. It's indistinguishable from regular earth until it removes its glasses.

I think it is the most beautiful and humane thing in the world, so to mingle gravity with pleasure that the one may not sink into melancholy, nor the other rise up into wantonness.

Nature engenders the science of painting