Girls .. . were allowed to play in the house . . . and boys were sent outdoors. . .Boys ran around in the yard with toy guns going kksshh-kksshh,fighting wars for made-up reasons and arguing about whowas dead, while girls stayed inside and played with dol

By tryingoften, the monkey learns to jump from the tree.

A status symbol is an instrument you clash when you want someone to know you are there.

Do good to your friend to keep him, and to your enemy to make him your freind.

The warexisting between the senses and reason.

Malicedrinketh its own poison.

All that is sometimes needed to make you content with you lot is a bad dream.

To be wronged is nothing, unless you continue to remember it.

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

Kindness it is that bring forth kindness.

Could agreater miracle take place than for us to look through each other’seyes for an instant?

All thingsat first appear difficult.