Being polite to a person is not a sign of respect for them. It is merely a sign of a good upbringing and a balanced nature.

Everything is a contest. All dealings among men are a contest in which some will succeed and others fail. And some are failing quite spectacularly.

The motivations of men. They never make sense. And they always make sense.

In the end, all men die. How you lived will be far more important to the Almighty than what you accomplished.

Novels aren’t just happy escapes; they are slivers of people’s souls, nailed to the pages, dripping ink from veins of wood pulp. Reading the right one at the right time can make all the difference.

To believe, it seemed, one had to want to believe.

Personally, I like it much better when someone else does the decision making. That way you have legitimate grounds to whine and complain. I tend to find both whining and complaining quite interesting and amusing, though sometimes--unfortunately--it's hard to choose which one of the two I want to do. Sigh. LIfe can be so tough sometimes.