our destinies are intertwinedlike the stems of ivy on an oak tree.

Thank-you, son, ’ said his father. ‘I want you to know we’re bothproud of you. Take care, and keep in touch if you can.’‘Or even better, visit!’ said his mother, ‘our home isn’t completewithout you!

The scribbled signature black, onto the blinding global white, onto the thick soupy red.

Women and children make you weak

The road to success is very tough, but your mind is tougher.

How easy to be free. How strong we are when we have nothing to lose.

If there were no thunder, men would have little fear of lightning.

The flower's are gone when the Fruits appear to ripen.

It is no good any longer having any opinion upon anything.

It wasn't an excuse. It was a fact. He'd had to make his way alone, and no one - not rock stars, not professional athletes, not software billionaires, and not even geniuses - ever makes it alone.

Heed the still small voice that so seldom leads us wrong, and never into folly.