One is that I am a regular, everyday person, you know what I mean. I feel that wherever I am, I really am.
It is the brain, the little gray cells on which one must rely. One must seek the truth within--not without. " ~ Poirot
When the sea goes down, there will come from the mainland boats and men. And they will find ten dead bodies and an unsolved problem on Indian Island.
In the midst of life, we are in death.
I learned. . . that one can never go back, that one should not ever try to go back - that the essence of life is going forward. Life is really a one way street, isn't it?
The human mind prefers to be spoon-fed with the thoughts of others, but deprived of such nourishment it will, reluctantly, begin to think for itself - and such thinking, remember, is original thinking and may have valuable results.
In conversation, points arise! If a human being converses much, it is impossible for him to avoid the truth! (Hercule Poirot)
To know one's ignorance is the best part of knowledge.
While America will always, I think, feel foreign to me, New York City is my home. This is where I can construct my own identity freely and reject labels imposed on me.
Divine love does not weigh down, nor carry his servant captive and enslaved to the lowest depths, but raises him, supports him and magnifies him above all liberty whatsoever.
I'll just say this. There was no way we were going to lose at home on this day in this in this city for all those people.