Why had his mother gone to the trouble of bringing him into the world if the most exciting moment in his life was having been made lame by a bayonet?

...there are so many books left to read. For that reason alone it is worth going on living. Books make me happy, the help me escape from reality.

...the wrath of God pales beside that of man.

We are the authors of our own fate-we write it each day with every one of our actions.

Time is a river sweeping away all that is born towards the darkest shore.

Striving to achieve a dream is never a waste of time.

I'm convinced the true history of our time isn't what we read in newspapers or books...True history is almost invisible. It flows like an underground spring. It takes place in the shadows, and in silence, George. And only a chosen few know what that history is.