Be careful to leave your sons well instructed rather than rich, for the hopes of the instructed are better than the wealth of the ignorant.

I know at last what distinguishes man from animals; financial worries.

Romain Rolland

The first time someone I loved left me behind...I didn't know how my family would balance. We had been such a sturdy little end table, four solid legs. I was sure we would now be off-kilter, always unstable. Until one day I looked more closely, and realized that we had simply become a stool.

Jodi Picoult

We reproach people for talking about themselves but it is the subject they treat best.

Anatole France

I fantasize about having a manual job where I can come home at night, read a book and not feel responsible for what will happen the next day.

Jodie Foster

Motherhood is at its best when the tender chords of sympathy have been touched.

Paul Harris

Boot-faced cats aren't born but made, often because they've tried to outstare or occasionally rape a speeding car and have been repaired by a vet who just pulled all the bits together and stuck the stitches in where there was room.

Terry Pratchett

Well, then I'll die.' Sooner than other people, obviously. But everybody knows that life isn't worth living. And when it came down to it, I wasn't unaware of the fact that it doesn't matter very much whether you die at thirty or at seventy since, in either case, other men and women will naturally go on living, for thousands of years even. Nothing was plainer, in fact. It was still only me who was dying, whether it was now or in twenty years' time.

Albert Camus

Ninety percent of politicians give the other ten percent a bad reputation.

Henry Kissinger

My imperfections and failures are as much a blessing from God as my successes and my talents and I lay them both at his feet.

Mahatma Gandhi

The right thing at the wrong tme is the wrong thing.

Joshua Harris

Perhaps nature is our best assurance of immortality.

Eleanor Roosevelt

The earth will never be the same againRock, water, tree, iron, share this greifAs distant stars participate in the pain.A candle snuffed, a falling star or leaf,A dolphin death, O this particular lossA Heaven-mourned; for if no angel criedIf this small one was tossed away as dross,The very galaxies would have lied.How shall we sing our love's song nowIn this strange land where all are born to die?Each tree and leaf and star show howThe universe is part of this one cry,Every life is noted and is cherished,and nothing loved is ever lost or perished.

Madeleine L'Engle