You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.

The greatest danger, that of losing one's own self, may pass off as quietly as if it were nothing; every other loss, that of an arm, a leg, five dollars, a wife etc., is sure to be noticed.

In the first place, lawyers better remember they are human beings, and a human being who hasn't his periods of doubts and distresses and disappointments must be a cabbage, not a human being. That is number one.

I don't care what people think. This is my life. I know who I am. I stood up for my rights and my life.

There are people who the more you do for them, the less they will do for themselves.

After a while she got up from where she was and went over the little garden field entire. She was seeking confirmation of the voice and vision, and everywhere she found and acknowledged answers. A personal answer for all other creations except herself. She felt an answer seeking her, but where? When? How?

Every human being has within him an ideal man, just as every piece of marble contains in a rough state a statue as beautiful as the one that Praxiteles the Greek made of the god Apollo.

If the CCP feels compelled to lace even sports competitions with warnings against practitioners or unregistered Christians, it suggests that the real endurance test is not on the hills of Yiwu, but in the Party’s relentless race to control belief itself.

4: I don't care anymore about looking perfect, it's so overrated! And 5: I don't need a nose job or blond hair, 'cause my sex-god boyfriend likes me JUST the way I am! Result!

But every person must have the desire to push oneself to the limit!

If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people.

Charlie Chaplin is the greatest director of the screen. He's a pioneer. How he knows women!—oh, how he knows women! I do not cry easily when seeing a picture, but after seeing Charlie's A Woman of Paris I was all choked up—I wanted to go out in the garden and have it out by myself.

I am the Spot.

I used this as a force, saying to myself in the mirror, you should win for your father because he let you leave, because he believed in you

I’ve been thinking about the war a lot recently, and I think I’ve decided it’s wrong. We are defeating ourselves in waging it, will destroy ourselves by winning it.

And I was incapable of living all by myself in those lodgings where I didn't know a soul. It terrified me to sit by myself quietly in my room. I felt frightened, as if I might be set upon or struck by someone at any moment.