In politics, it's what isn't said that matters.
A wise man once said that any human being is capable of infinite achievement, so long as it’s not the work they’re supposed to be doing.
The easiest way to do something is properly.
Death is to be feared because of the pain and loss it inflicts through love, and for no other reason.
If the world is a book, are you the hero, or just a walk-on part?
That was the truly horrifying thing about it: the sense of time as an enemy, to be fought tooth and nail--but there was so much of it; you killed an hour, but what good did that do when there were thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions more hours just waiting to take its place?