If You Are Going To Do Something

For Some Not To Be Martyrs Is Martyrdom Indeed.

It Is Not That Which Is Beautiful That Pleases Us, But That Which Pleases Is Is Called Beautiful.

I Came To Believe It Not True That "the Coward Dies A Thousand Deaths, The Brave Man Only One." I Think It Is The Other Way Around: It Is The Brave Who Die A Thousand Deaths. For It Is Imagination, And Not Just Conscience, Which Doth Make Cowards Of Us All. Those Who Do Not Know Fear Are Not Truly Brave.

Words Sing. They Hurt. They Teach. They Sanctify. They Were Man's First, Immeasurable Feat Of Magic. They Liberated Us From Ignorance And Our Barbarous Past.

I Cannot Believe That The Purpose Of Life Is To Be Happy. I Think The Purpose Of Life Is To Be Useful, To Be Responsible, To Be Compassionate. It Is, Above All To Matter, To Count, To Stand For Something, To Have Made Some Difference That You Lived At All.