Being poor is only romantic in books.
Time was a swiftly flowing river that had no shores, no boundaries. Its seasons were not winter, spring, fall or summer, but birthdays and joys and troubles and pain.
There is an adage in law that when you have a weak defense, you put your opponent on trial.
When you’re in love with a married man you shouldn’t wear mascara.
It’s true, that we do not inherit the world from our parents; we borrow it from our children.
It was power paying tribute to power.
It is easy to confuse a live witness, but it is difficult to confuse a computer.
If you’ve seen one church, you’ve seen them all.
If you want to be elected to any public office, you have to be sold—you have to be merchandised.
If we want a spaceship built or the distance of a star measured, we call in the experts. But when we want something really important done, we collect twelve ordinary folks to do it. As I recall, the founder of Christianity did the same thing.
If there was a God, would he do this to a child who had never harmed anyone? What kind of God lets innocent children die?
Do you know what it’s like to hold someone else’s life in your hands? It’s like playing God. Can you think of anything scarier than that?