?And yet I have had the weakness, and have still the weakness, to wish you to know with what a sudden mastery you kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire.

There's nothing so aphrodisiacal for a woman as money and success.

Wilbur Smith

Be thou glad sleeper and thy sorrow offcast. I am the gate to all good adventure.

C.S. Lewis

Modesty: the gentle art of enhancing your charm by pretending not to be aware of it.

Oliver Herford

Joy delights in Joy

William Shakespeare

Love dies only when growth stops.

Pearl Buck

Be yourself is about the worst advice you can give to some people.

Thomas L. Masson

My mom's a secret Rastafarian.

Jenna Bush

I suppose I have a highly developed capacity for self-delusion, so it's no problem for me to believe that I'm somebody else.

Daniel DayLewis

I once felt all that kind of anger, which a man ought to feel, against the mean principles that are held by the Tories: a noted one, who kept a tavern at Amboy, was standing at his door, with as pretty a child in his hand, about eight or nine years old, as I ever saw, and after speaking his mind as freely as he thought was prudent, finished with this unfatherly expression, Well! give me peace in my day. Not a man lives on the continent but fully believes that a separation must some time or other finally take place, and a generous parent should have said, If there must be trouble, let it be in my day, that my child may have peace; and this single reflection, well applied, is sufficient to awaken every man to duty.

Thomas Paine, The American Crisi

''Fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step.

Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Sh

Apparently, myths become truths if upheld long enough.

Eric Chaisson

Fake it 'till you make it.

Gayle Forman