The people can be forced to fear, but not to love.

But heroes, at times, had to be fools.

It’s been my experience, Langford, that the past always has a way of returning. Those who don’t learn, or can’t remember it, are doomed to repeat it.

If you want to live your whole life free from pain,you must either be a god or a corpse.

And what of failure?”He shrugged.”The consequence of not succeesing.Remember what Homer said.Circumstances rule men,not men circumstances.

The lot of man is to suffer and die.What’s gone is of no consequence.

What chilling blows we suffer-thanks to our conflicting wills-whenever we show these mortal men some kindness.

People like him, who buried their past so determinedly, should not help it from the grave so easily.

He’d read once that in everyone’s life there was somebody who touched a spot so deep, so precious, that the mind always retreated, in time of need, to that cherished place, seeking comfort within memories...

I don’t think my mum ever understood my love of Doctor Who. Surely her strongest memory would have been me, standing at the top of the stairs, crying about how the “jelly men” were going...

They’re like chocolate-chip cookies, though. Can’t have just one.

Everybody loves a thing more if it has cost him trouble.