An honor is not diminished for being shared.

This wasn't prayer anyway, it was just argument with the gods. Prayer, he suspected as he hoisted himself up and turned for the door, was putting one foot in front of the other. Moving all the same.

I'm sorry. I can love you. I can grieve for you, or with you. I can share your pain. But I cannot judge you.

Change is possible.' 'Change is inevitable.

Adversity does teach who your real friends are.

I am not schizoid. A little manic-depressive, maybe." "'Know thyself.'" "We try, sir.

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.