Never argue with a pedant over nomenclature. It wastes your time and annoys the pedant.

The real unforgivable acts are committed by calm men in beautiful green silk rooms, who deal death wholesale, by the shipload, without lust, without anger, or desire, or any redeeming emotion to excuse them but cold fear of some pretended future. But the crimes they hope to prevent in that future are imaginary. The ones they commit in the present - they are real.

What you are is a question only you can answer.

The will to be stupid is a very powerful force, but there are always alternatives.

Endure pain, find joy, and make your own meaning, because the universe certainly isn't going to supply it.

There was no limit to what one man might do, if he gave all, and held back nothing.

Adversity does teach who your real friends are.