I don’t think it’s quite that simple. Some people never observe anything, Life just happens to them. They get by on little more than a kind of dumb persistence, and they resist with anger and resentment anything that might lift them out of that false serenity.

Life cannot find reasons to sustain it, cannot be a source of decent natural regard, unless each of us resolves to breathe such qualities into it.

The person who experiences greatness must have a feeling for the myth he is in.

The basic lesson of our relativistic universe is that things change. Any power must always meet a greater power.

Power attracts the corruptible. Suspect any who seek it.

You see, gentlemen, they have something to die for. They've discovered they're a people. They're awakening.

Hope clouds observation.