If he's happy to sit on an electric chair and tell a truth or a lie then I'm happy to sit on an electric chair and we'll see what the outcome is, because I've got no doubt in my mind what happened.

Who among us has the strength to oppose petty egoism, those petty good feelings, pity and remorse?

Ivan Turgenev

So far, about morals, I know only that what is moral is what you feel good after and what is immoral is what you feel bad after.

Ernest Hemingway

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.

C.S. Lewis

He did not know what love was. And he did not know what good it was. But he knew he carried it around with him, a scabrous spot of rot, of contagion, for which there was no cure.

Harry Crews

Your life story would not make a good book. Don't even try.

Fran Lebowitz

But to me the bottom line is the more education you can give yourself, and the more preparation you can do, the less chance of failing.

Stuart Pearce

Men hate the individual whom they call avaricious only because nothing can be gained from him.

Voltaire

As it turned out, hell wasn't watching the people you love get hurt; it was coming in during the second act, when it was already too late to stop it from happening.

Jodi Picoult

Here lies Howard Campbell's essence, Freed from his body's noisome nuisance. His body, empty, prowls the earth, Earning what a body's worth. If his body and his essence remain apart, Burn his body, but spare this, his heart.

Kurt Vonnegut

The best career advice I've gotten is to stay focused, keep moving forward.

Tyga

Only connect! That was the whole of her sermon. Only connect the prose and the passion, and both will be exalted, and human love will be seen at its height. Live in fragments no longer. Only connect, and the beast and the monk, robbed of the isolation that is life to either, will die.

E. M. Forster

Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.

James Joyce