We always come back to our first love.

The attitude of insolent haughtiness is characteristic of the relationships Americans form with what is alien to them, with others.

Jose Saramago

Any form of art is a form of power it has impact, it can affect change - it can not only move us, it makes us move.

Ossie Davis

I have yet to see a drama that puts forward women who are successful and also have a family... they are nearly always seen as victims.

Francesca Annis

Fortune is like the market, where, many times, if you can stay a little, the price will fall.

Francis Bacon

I get to do what I love every day. I get to crawl into someone else's head and I love that.

Sophia Bush

I wish I could give you a lot of advice, based on my experience of winning political debates. But I don't have that experience. My only experience is at losing them.

Richard M. Nixon

The essays in The Great Taos Bank Robbery were my project to win a Master of Arts degree in English when I quit being a newspaper editor and went back to college.

Tony Hillerman

Nobility doesn't lie in surpassing the other man, but in surpassing the previous self.

Hindu Spiritual

Always reward your long hours of labor and toil in the very best way, surrounded by your family. Nurture their love carefully, remembering that your children need models, not critics, and your own progress will hasten when you constantly strive to present your best side to your children. And even if you have failed at all else in the eyes of the world, if you have a loving family, you are a success.

Og Mandino

We said there warn't no home like a raft, after all. Other places do seem so cramped up and smothery, but a raft don't. You feel mighty free and easy and comfortable on a raft.

Mark Twain

He took a hairpin out of my untidy hair (by now my complicated arrangement of ringlets must have looked as if a couple of birds had been nesting there); he took a strand of it and wound it around his finger. With his other hand he began stroking my face, and then he bent down and kissed me again, this time very cautiously. I closed my eyes - and the same thing happened as before: my brain suffered that delicious break in transmission.

Kerstin Gier

Classical and romantic: private language of a family quarrel, a dead dispute over the distribution of emphasis between man and nature.

Cyril Connolly