My dad was great. He was very droll, very dry.
So I suggest you stick close, pay attention, and avoid breaking the Terrorverse's only commandment: Thou shall not be stupid.
Real power. . . comes not from hate, but from truth.
Contrary to his infallibly "honest" image, Abe wasn't above lying so long as it served a noble purpose.
Miss Bennet, I am quite aware of your superior talent for cutting down the Lord's forsaken flock. I merely mean to spare your gown. ' Thank you,' said Elizabeth, composing herself, 'but I should rather my gown be soiled than my honor.
It was a really strange and unique sort of process for me to adapt my own book.
Living men are bound by time. . . Thus, their lives have an urgency. This gives them ambition. Makes them choose those things that are most important, cling more tightly to that which they hold dear. Their lives have seasons, and rites of passage, and consequences. And ultimately, an end. But what of a life with no urgency? What then of ambition? What then of love?
In the fashion world, I was always an outsider, but I made people look good, so I had a career.
Everything has changed. I cannot be used anymore. Those days are over. I know too much. What I do now, I do for me.
America did not tell the millions of men and women who came from every country in the world and who - with their hands, their intelligence and their heart - built the greatest nation in the world: "Come, and everything will be given to you. " She said: "Come, and the only limits to what you'll be able to achieve will be your own courage and your own talent. "
The form of religion was always a trivial matter to me. . . . The pageantry of the Roman Church that first mothered and nurtured me touches me to this day. I love the Protestant prayers of the English Church. And I love the stern and knotty argument, the sermon with heads and sequences, of the New England Congregationalist. For this catholicity Catholics have upbraided me, churchmen rebuked me, and dissenters denied that I had any religion at all.