It's no wonder that truth is stranger than fiction. Fiction has to make sense.
What a wee little part of a person's life are his acts and his words! His real life is led in his head, and is known to none but himself.
I do not fear death. I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.