In those days, men proved their strength and manliness by being well mannered, helpful, and gentle. Just how gentle they could be under trying circumstances, how civilised they could be in a harsh world, that was the measure of a man.

Do not follow other’s quotes,because you’re the one who knows about yourself ,and what is suitable for you. everyone has their own quotes. So make yours too.

Amar es ponerse al cuello el nudo corredizo de la ilusión; adorar a alguien mientras pareces asfixiarte. Pero incluso el amor no correspondido, el amor fugaz, es mejor que nada.

Life, it has been agreed by everyone whose opinion is worth consulting, is the only fit subject for novelist or biographer; life, the same authorities have decided, has nothing whatever to do with sitting still in a chair and thinking. Thought and life are as the poles asunder. Therefore — since sitting in a chair...

Anyone who has the temerity to write about Jane Austen is aware of [two] facts: first, that of all great writers she is the most difficult to catch in the act of greatness; second, that there are twenty-five elderly gentlemen living in the neighbourhood of London who resent any slight upon her genius as if...

The biography of a writer – or even the autobiography – will always have this incompleteness.

You must be clever, Tracey to do these forgeries.””She’s not clever. I did them,” yelled Frieda.”You’ll get five years.””She did them.”From Halfpennies and Blue Vinyl

Asked about the fact that Apple’s iTunes software for Windows computers was extremely popular, Jobs joked, ‘It’s like giving a glass of ice water to somebody in hell.

If you put forth a small amount of effort, you just might find your next best friend for life is of a different race than your own.

The features of character are carved out of adversity.

Courage, kindness and a great determination to succeed in life with a smile were hallmarks of my wonderful wife. And why her story deserves to be told.

Perhaps once in a lifetime we meet someone who has the ability to inspire us in one brief meeting, who can confront not one but two life-threatening illnesses with remarkable courage – and instil hope in others in the face of the greatest adversity.Jennifer Roberts had all of those qualities – and so many more.

The meat market itself was probably a greater influence on Spare than his first school. It offered a spectacle of thousands of animal carcasses, which arrived under the market by a specially built railway before being displayed and disposed of at ground level.

I regret that I didn’t realize that actually they’ve got no power over you at school — it’s all just a trick to indoctrinate you into being a conditioned, tame, placid citizen. Rebel, children, I urge you, fight the turgid slick of conformity with which they seek to smother your glory.

… Whereas Hunt recommended universal charity, Keats, feeling himself ‘in a Mist’, relied on a knowing passivity: ‘Men should bear with each other – there lives not the Man who may not be cut up, aye hashed to pieces on his weakest side’.

Haslam leaves us in no doubt what we are supposed to make of Matthews’ mental world: this is gibberish and nothing more.

But, mad or sane, Matthews was a man of no ordinary persistence. He was not prepared to renounce the peace plan, any more than he would be prepared to renounce his madness a few years later. A month later he was back in France, this time for an extended stay.The optimistic dawn of his revolutionary...

Up to this point, it was rare for the mad to be distinguished from the poor, the homeless, the indigent, beggars, vagabonds, petty criminals and others who were unable to fit into society or take care of themselves. It was rare, too, that they were locked up.

World’s worst writer.” If you’re wondering why I rate all my work one star, it’s because the rating system doesn’t have a zero star option, or better yet, go into negative numbers.

Nincsen rá recept, hogyan kell emberi sorsok viszontagságaiból és a megnyíló lehetőségekből létrehozni azt a varázslatos elegyet, mely alig több mint egy évszázaddal ezelőtt Budapestet az alkotóerő kohójává tette.

Tout est question d’équilibre

So many people had been asking me to write an autobiography, or threatening to write my biography without any input from me, that I thought I’d better tell my story before other people told it for me.

Before the magisterial mess of Trevor Thomas’s house, the orderly houses that most of us live in seem meagre and lifeless — as, in the same way, the narratives called biographies pale and shrink in the face of the disorderly actuality that is a life. The house also stirred my imagination as a metaphor for...

I had spent many nights in the jungle looking for game, but this was the first time I had ever spent a night looking for a man-eater. The length of road immediately in front of me was brilliantly lit by the moon, but to right and left the overhanging trees cast dark shadows, and when...

A thoughtful and enlightening contribution to the literature on one of California’s ‘most idiosyncratic politicians,’ this book perceptively analyzes the tensions between the spiritual and the pragmatic that have shaped Jerry Brown’s approach to, and philosophy of, governance and politics. McFadden vibrantly and accurately portrays the parallel evolution of California’s ‘new/old governor’ and the political...

»Noch immer unentschieden. Franz«. Vier Worte, eine Autobiographie.

Honey, I work for money not love.

Other thoughtful year-round gestures to staff included silver picture frames for wedding anniversaries, flowers to ailing spouses, additional checks for medical bills and even a pet dog

Up to four chauffeurs, two secretaries, two personal maids, and a masseur traveled with her to each home

The Doctrine is the Ecstasy

Growing up in Fitzgerald, I lived in an intense microcosm, where your neighbor knows what you’re going to do even before you do, where you can recognize a family gene pool by the lift of an eyebrow, or the length of a neck, or a way of walking. What is said, what is left to...

Always do what you’re afraid to do”-Robert F. Kennedy

For a once renowned woman who loved telling tales of dodging bullets, wielding grenades and subverting dogs trained to kill, Christine’s story is, surprisingly, little known today.

Every old man that dies is a library that burns.

He still has the same way of calling to me, as if I’m still new to him, as if he has yet to get over me.

…no matter how frequently we came, when we arrived, they acted as if we had been away one hundred years. [His grandparents’ greeting.]

Bentham was an atheist and in no sense of the word could he be described as a theologian.

Let us make sure that future generation writes our biography.

Flint, Michigan. Detroit as seen backwards through a telescope. The callus on the palm of the state shaped like a welder’s mitt. A town where 66.5 percent of the working citizenship are in some way, shape or form linked to the shit-encrusted underbelly of a French buggy racer named Chevrolet and a floppy-eared Scotchman named...

You’ve got to marinate your head, in that time and culture.You’ve got to become them.”(Speaking about researching, and reading, and immersing yourself in History)

it’s not about what to think,it’s about how to think.

Let them Teach,Let them learn,let them pray,for the world is theirs.

When extremists come together extreme things happen.

Express yourself, Express your life, Express the Moment, Live the life.

Will we ever see his like again? It is doubtful. But at least for a brief moment in time we were lucky to have him as one of our own: an English lionheart who was the terror of the continent, who earned the love and respect of everyone who had the privilege to see him...

It seems to me that someone must surely take the hint and write the life of Miss McGeeney, the woman who wrote the biography of the man who wrote the biography of the man who wrote the biography of the man who wrote the biography of Boswell.

I was born with my eyes turned inward.

Obsessed with Christine to the end, his last statement as he left his cell was, ‘to kill is the final possession’. But Muldowney was wrong. He had never possessed Christine; the resistance burning within her was too great.

She could do anything with dynamite, except eat it.

Maybe he’d never come acrross anybody as well versed at objectifying body parts as I was. In my defense, this was an occupational hazard; one of the tricks of my trade was the ability to work with whatever was at hand. Over the years I’d learned to pinpoint my focus to the width of a...