Events may be horrible or inescapable. Men have always a choice - if not whether, then how, they may endure.

One foot in front of the other, wasn't that the grownup way of solving problems? Surely he ought to be a grownup at his age.

You have to be careful who you let define your good.

I do think, half of what we call madness is just some poor slob dealing with pain by a strategy that annoys the people around him.

Too late, he recalled Miles's dictum that the reward for a job well done was usually a harder job.

Don't wish to be normal. Wish to be yourself. To the hilt. Find out what you're best at, and develop it, and hopscotch your weaknesses. Wish to be great at whatever you are.

Poets speak of hope in ladies smiles, but give me a smirk any day, I say.