Character is not made in crisis, it is only exhibited |
"This way for the lost city, |
Hating people is like burning down your house to kill a rat |
Life is pleasant. |
When I look back on all these worries, I remember the story of the old man who said on his deathbed that he had had a lot of trouble in his life, most of which had never happened. |
A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic |
We enjoy warmth because we have been cold. |
The agony in my fears mirrors the blood of my bitter solitude. |
We ignore the ones who adore us, and adore the ones who ignore us. |
"on the count of three' isn't a plan. It's Sesame Street." |