Each person must decide for himself what he wants each day. As a leader, I will expose you to the options and the likely consequences of those options. I'll even share my opinion if asked, but I'll never confuse it with the opinion, which simply doesn't exist.

He who drinks a glass a day shall live to die another way.

Stanlicus

Expiring for love is beautiful but stupid.

Jenny Holzer

I used to have a silk dressing gown an uncle bought in Japan and when I came downstairs in it, my dad used to call me Davinia. There was never embarrassment about that kind of thing. My sister used to dress me up a lot. She thought I was a little doll.

David Walliams

Rivalry is the life of trade, and the death of the trader.

Elbert Hubbard

The best way to reduce the cost of medical care is to reduce the illness.

Arlen Specter

Every Christmas now for years, I have found myself wondering about the point of the celebration. As the holiday has become more ecumenical and secular, it has lost much of the magic that I remember so fondly from childhood.

Whitley Strieber

The cheerful live longest in years, and afterwards in our regards. Cheerfulness is the off-shoot of goodness.

Christian Nevell Bovee

...you have a terrible beauty that scares me - a fierce defiance that won't be subdued - not that i want to tame you - I don't - I like to look...

John Geddes

The Faculty of Technology of Tohoku University is renowned for its tradition of practical studies.

Koichi Tanaka

In every real man a child is hidden that wants to play.

Friedrich Nietzsche

Yeah, but there's nobody who represents romance to me like Cary Grant.

Aaron Eckhart

Everybody prays whether you think of it as praying or not. The odd silence you fall into when something very beautiful is happening or something very good or very bad. The ah-h-h-h! that sometimes floats up out of you as out of a Fourth of July crowd when the sky-rocket bursts over the water. The stammer of pain at somebody else's pain. The stammer of joy at somebody else's joy. Whatever words or sounds you use for sighing with over your own life. These are all prayers in their way. These are all spoken not just to yourself but to something even more familiar than yourself and even more strange than the world.

Frederick Buechner