What is love? Love is playing every game as if it's your last!

Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil.

John Milton

The heat intensified. My emotions were spinning out of control. The euphoria was maddening. Out of pure instinct, I pulled away and leaned against the wall, unable to find enough air to breathe. The more I pulled away, the strong the raw ache inside of me became, causing me more pain than the lack of oxygen in the room. Then I realized the source of my pain. It dawned on me with a shocking certainty. I hadn't wanted to pull away from Nathan. I needed him closer in order to feel safe. I needed his touch, his feel. I needed him now more than I ever had.

Markelle Grabo

Where there is a will there is a lawsuit.

Addison Mizner

The passion to get ahead is sometimes born of the fear lest we be left behind.

Eric Hoffer, The Passionate Stat

Lying just for the fun of it is either art or pathology.

Mason Cooley

A chain is no stronger than its weakest link, and life is after all a chain.

William James

Success isn't a result of spontaneous combustion. You must set yourself on fire.

Arnold H. Glasow

When it comes to my own turn to lay my weapons down, I shall do so with thankfulness and fatigue, and whatever be my destiny afterward, I shall be glad to lie down with my fathers in honor. It is human at least, if not divine.

Robert Louis Stevenson

Crises refine life. In them you discover what you are.

Allan K. Chalmers

At his best, man is the noblest of all animals; separated from law and justice he is the worst.

Aristotle

The black bird cocked its head to one side, and then said, in a voice like stones being struck, 'You shadow man.'I'm Shadow,' said Shadow. The bird hopped up onto the fawn's rump, raised its head, ruffled its crown and neck feathers. It was enormous and its eyes were black beads. There was something intimidating about a bird that size, this close.Says he will see you in Kay-ro.' tokked the raven. Shadow wondered which of Odin's ravens this was: Huginn or Munnin, Memory or Thought.Kay-ro?' he asked.In Egypt.'How am I going to go to Egypt?'Follow Mississippi. Go south. Find Jackal.'Look,' said Shadow, 'I don't want to seem like I'm-- Jesus, look...' he paused. Regrouped. He was cold, standing in a wood, talking to a big black bird who was currently brunching on Bambi. 'Okay. What I'm trying to say is I don't want mysteries.'Mysteries,' agreed the bird helpfully.What I want is explanations. Jackal in Kay-ro. This does not help me. It's a line from a bad spy thriller.

Neil Gaiman

When there is state there can be no freedom, but when there is freedom there will be no state.

Vladimir Lenin