The gates of Hell are open night and day; smooth the descent, and easy is the way: but, to return, and view the cheerful skies; in this, the task and mighty labor lies.

Go and get your things,' he said. 'Dreams mean work.

Paulo Coelho

No group and no government can properly prescribe precisely what should constitute the body of knowledge with which true education is concerned.

Franklin D. Roosevelt

Ignorance of all things is an evil neither terrible nor excessive, nor yet the greatest of all; but great cleverness and much learning, if they be accompanied by a bad training, are a much greater misfortune.

Plato

A man only has a soul to be won or lost.

Paulo Coelho

My father used to tell me about how musicians don't have respect from people and he was afraid about my future.

Youssou N'Dour

I've had a little bad, bad media luck the new year. Well, apparently I'm dating Bill Clinton, which makes me nervous. I didn't know, though.

Julie Bowen

I wish I could just go tell all the young women I work with, all these fabulous women, 'Believe in yourself and negotiate for yourself. Own your own success.' I wish I could tell that to my daughter. But it's not that simple.

Sheryl Sandberg

What does that represent? There was never any question in plastic art, in poetry, in music, of representing anything. It is a matter of making something beautiful, moving, or dramatic - this is by no means the same thing.

Fernand Leger

Pain and death are part of life. To reject them is to reject life itself.

Havelock Ellis

Linux people do what they do because they hate Microsoft. We do what we do because we love Unix.

Theo de Raadt

I think the institute of marriage is a noble thing. The idea of a partner for life is incredibly romantic. But now we're living to 100. A hundred years ago people were dying at age 37. Til death do us part was a much different deal.

Debra Messing

It is a slightly arresting notion that if you were to pick yourself apart with tweezers, one atom at a time, you would produce a mound of fine atomic dust, none of which had ever been alive but all of which had once been you.

Bill Bryson