Global commerce is driven by a single conviction: the inalienable right to earn profit, regardless of any human cost.

The way I see it, a person isn't nothing more than a scarecrow... The only difference between one that stands up good and one that blows over is what kind of a stick they're stuck up there on.

No matter what kind of night you're having, morning always wins.

Perhaps growing up meant we put our knives away and feigned ignorance of the damage.

That's how it is: some people are content to wait till you ask, while others jump right in with the whole story.

A human being can be good or bad or right or wrong, maybe. But how can you say a person is illegal? You just can't. That's all there is to it.

I've never gotten over high school, to the extent that I'm still a little surprised that my friends want to hang out with me.