I'm not concerned with your liking or disliking me... All I ask is that you respect me as a human being.

War is a series of catastrophes which result in victory.

Albert Pike

A lady of a certain age, which means certainly aged.

Lord (George Gordon) Byron

I think this is the most extraordinary collection of talent, of human knowledge, that has ever been gathered at the White House - with the possible exception of when Thomas Jefferson dined alone.

John F. Kennedy

I missed the future. Obviously I knew even before his recurrence that I'd never grow old with Augustus Waters. But thinking about Lidewij and her boyfriend, I felt robbed. I would probably never again see the ocean from thirty thousand feet above, so far up that you can't make out the waves or any boats, so that the ocean is a great and endless monolith. I could imagine it. I could remember it. But I couldn't see it again, and it occurred to me that the voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because there is always the thought that everything might be done better and again.

John Green

The only think I like better than talking about Food is eating.

John Walters

The painful truth is that while we might have the illusion, none of us are free.

Laura Anne Gilman

We are confronted with the incompatible claims of Jerusalem and Athens to our allegiance. We are open to both and willing to listen to each. We ourselves are not wise but we wish to become wise. We are seekers for wisdom, philo-sophoi.

Leo Strauss

We all can be only who we are, no more, no less.

Terry Goodkind

Most American cities shop to their best advantage when seen from a height or from a distance, at a point where the ugliness of the buildings dissolves into the beauty of an abstraction.

Lewis H. Lapham

There's always something to suggest that you'll never be who you wanted to be. Your choice is to take it or keep on moving.

Phylicia Rashad

My computer beat me at checkers, but I sure beat it at kickboxing.

Emo Philips

The motion picture is like a picture of a lady in a half-piece bathing suit. If she wore a few more clothes, you might be intrigued. If she wore no clothes at all, you might be shocked. But the way it is, you are occupied with noticing that her knees are too bony and that her toenails are too large. The modern film tries too hard to be real. Its techniques of illusion are so perfect that it requires no contribution from the audience but a mouthful of popcorn.

Raymond Chandler