Friendship is also a kind of medicine, and the markets for it, too, are sometimes black.

While I was chained to a wall and being tortured, I realized, through the screaming of my mind, that even in that shackled, bloody helplessness, I was still free: free to hate the men who were torturing me, or to forgive them. It doesn't sound like much, I know. But in the flinch and bite of the chain, when it's all you've got, that freedom is a universe of possibility. And the choice you make between hating and forgiving, can become the story of your life.

A man is truly a man when he wins the love of a good woman, earns her respect, and keeps her trust. Until you can do that, you're not a man.

One, what would happen if everyone did this thing? Two, would this help or hinder the movement toward universal ultimate complexity?

It took me a long time and most of the world to learn what I know about love and fate and the choices we make, but the heart of it came to me in an instant, while I was chained to a wall and being tortured.\

A politician is someone who promises a bridge even when there's no water

A lot of bad stuff in the world wasn’t really that bad until someone tried to change it.