If you make it plain you like people, it's hard for them to resist liking you back.

When you can’t do something truly useful, you tend to vent the pent up energy in something useless but available, like snappy dressing.

Your father calls you to his court. You need not pack. You go garbed in glorious raiment. He waits eagerly by his palace doors to welcome you, and has prepared a place at the high table, by his side, in the company of the great-souled, honored, and best-beloved.

Any communitys arm of force - military, police, security - needs people in it who can do necessary evil, and yet not be made evil by it. To do only the necessary and no more. To constantly question the assumptions, to stop the slide into atrocity.

You can say a lot in a little time, if you stick to words of one syllable.

You couldn't be that good and not know it, somewhere in your secret heart, however much you'd been abused into affecting public humility.

Some men just aren't cut out for paternity. Better they should realize it before and not after they become responsible for a son.