I remember being at school during morning meeting and looking around at everybody, 350 kids, saying a prayer. We're all very young and no one knows what it means, and I remember feeling strange that people were just repeating words that they didn't understand. I refused to participate. For some reason I always rejected it, but respectfully.

The story of my recent life.' I like that phrase. It makes more sense than 'the story of my life', because we get so many lives between birth and death. A life to be a child. A life to come of age. A life to wander, to settle, to fall in love, to parent, to test our promise, to realize our mortality- and in some lucky cases, to do something after that realization.

Mitch Albom

Were knowledge all, what were our needTo thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?

Christopher Brennan

We triumph without glory when we conquer without danger.

Pierre Corneille

I have zero interest in sports of any kind - professional, college or international.

Jimmy Wales

Share our similarities, celebrate our differences.

M Scott Peck

We seek pitifully to convey to others the treasures of our heart, but they have not the power to accept them, and so we go lonely, side by side but not together, unable to know our fellows and unknown by them.

W. Somerset Maugham, The Moon an

Habitual texters may not only cheat their existing relationships, they can also limit their ability to form future ones since they don't get to practice the art of interpreting nonverbal visual cues.

Jeffrey Kluger

The perception of beauty is a moral test.

Henry David Thoreau

There is more reason in your body than in your best wisdom.

Friedrich Nietzsche

When the Stranger says: What is the meaning of this city ? Do you huddle close together because you love each other? What will you answer? We all dwell together To make money from each other? or This is a community?

T. S. Eliot

She did not want to talk of her sorrow, but with that sorrow in her heart she could not talk of outside matters.

Leo Tolstoy

Art makes murder into the supreme image of Beauty and in doing so sets free the vengeful God. (referring to Jean Lorrain's LE VICE ERRANT)

Jennifer Birkett