Time stretched years back and years forward, but nothing that came afterward ever had the power to wash away what came before.

Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands, and when that happens, you blame the hands, but you also read the book.

These people are so damned proud of their hatred! Hatred is easy, and lazy to boot. It’s love that demands effort, love that exacts a price from each of us. Love costs; this is its value.

Fortune favors the bold, history tells us. Therefore, it behooves us to be as bold as possible.

Only a fool blames the dealer

Anger was the indulgence of a child, not a queen.