...speak to me as to thy thinkingAs thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughtsThe worst of words...

Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.

For she had eyes and chose me.

I would not put a thief in my mouth to steal my brains.

This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven.

Men in rage strike those that wish them best.

Trifles light as air are to the jealous confirmations strong as proofs of holy writ.

O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!" - Cassio (Act II, Scene iii)

Tis in ourselves that we are thus or thus. Our bodies are our gardens to the which our wills are gardeners.

Men should be what they seem.

I will deny thee nothing: Whereon, I do beseech thee, grant me this, To leave me but a little to myself.

God is short of responsible men which explains why he said “who shall I send and who would go for us?

Without women, humanity will be history.

Coaching secrets? I don't think I got any. The main "secret" - love for chess.

Sanders was a friend of chickens.

Violence will only increase the cycle of violence.

I live in Spain. Oscars are something that are on TV Sunday night. Basically, very late at night. You don't watch, you just read the news after who won or who lost.

I am quite certain that the crimes of this guilty land will never be purged away but with blood. I had, as I now think vainly, flattered myself that without very much bloodshed it might be done.

My egotistical concern was less that I would fail to relate to my classmates than that they would know nothing of my uniquely tortured life's course and, thus, me.

People have called me fake, but personally, I don't think I'm fake because I'm so insincere.