Differentfields, different grasshoppers; different seas, different fish.

Compromiseis never anything but an ignoble truce between the duty of a man and theterror of a coward.

Though patience be a tired mare, yet she will plod.

Whatlies behind you and what lies in front of you, pales in comparison to whatlies inside of you.

Without trust, words become the hollow sound of a woodengong. With trust, words become life itself.

A good conscience is the best divinity.

Suspicion begets suspicion.

Knowingthat everything's futile but still fighting, still raging against the dying ofthe light that's what motivates me all the time ... If you hold that sense offutility in your head for too long, it can begin to eat into you. You canstill be aware of it

It is easier to be brave from a safe distance.

People loan their trust, they don't give it.

Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone.

Our power is in our ability to decide.