I am who I choose to be. I have always been what I chose, though not always what I pleased.

Bleeding ulcers run in my family, we give them to each other.

A good friend of my son's is a son to me.

The dead cannot cry out for justice. It is a duty of the living to do so for them.

This is important! But you have to stay absolutely cool. I may be completely off-base, and panicking prematurely." "I don't think so. I think you're panicking post-maturely. In fact, if you were panicking any later it would be practically posthumously. I've been panicking for days.

We should have taken our chances back then, when we were young and beautiful and didn't even know it.

I've got forward momentum. There's no virtue in it. It's just a balancing act. I don't dare stop.