I would have told him that I appreciated his friendship through the years and that I had learned a lot from him. I really loved Frank like you do a brother.

I don't want to make money. I just want to be wonderful.

Marilyn Monroe

I could write historical fiction, or science fiction, or a mystery but since I find it fascinating to research the clues of some little know period and develop a story based on that, I will probably continue to do it.

Jean M. Auel

Wisdom comes by disillusionment.

George Santayana

Prepare for death, if here at night you roam, and sign your will before you sup from home.

Samuel Johnson

That government is the strongest of which every man feels himself a part.

Thomas Jefferson

There used to be a thing or a commodity we put great store by. It was called the People. Find out where the People have gone. I don't mean the square-eyed toothpaste-and-hair-dye people or the new-car-or-bust people, or the success-and-coronary people. Maybe they never existed, but if there ever were the People, that's the commodity the Declaration was talking about, and Mr. Lincoln.

John Steinbeck

Cowardice, as distinguished from panic, is almost always simply a lack of ability to suspend the functioning of the imagination.

Ernest Hemingway

If you learn from many wise men who disagree one another,you will find that there are many wisdoms came out of truth.In the end, you must find truth and define your own wisdom.

Toba Beta

Whenever, therefore, people are deceived and form opinions wide of the truth, it is clear that the error has slid into their minds through the medium of certain resemblances to that truth.

Socrates

I listened so hard because it felt like, while she was telling me stories, she was massaging my soul, letting me know that I was not alone, that I will never have to be alone, that there are friends and family and churches and coffee shops. I was not going to be cast into space.

Donald Miller

Vain are the thousand creeds that move men's hearts, unutterably vain; Worthless as withered weeds, or idlest froth amid the boundless main.

Emily Bronte

Love passes quickly, and passes like a street Arab, anxious to mark his way with mischief

Honore de Balzac