Dan Rather and I just aren't especially chummy.
Given the books of a man, it is not difficult, I think, to detect therein the personality of the man, and the station in life to which he was born.
Once, when the days were ages, And the old Earth was young, The high gods and the sages From Nature's golden pages Her open secrets wrung.
There are gains for all our losses, There are balms for all our pain: But when youth, the dream, departs, It takes something from our hearts, And it never comes again.
We love in others what we lack ourselves, and would be everything but what we are.
A face at the window, a tap on the pane, who is it that wants me tonight in the rain?
Day is the Child of Time, And Day must cease to be: But Night is without a sire, And cannot expire, One with Eternity.
I'm going to write a book someday and the title will be I'm an Ass, You're an Ass. That's the most liberating, wonderful thing in the world, when you openly admit you're an ass. It's wonderful. When people tell me, You're wrong I say, What can you expect of an ass?
Young people think they never can change, but they do in the most wonderful manner, and very few die of broken hearts.
Fortitude. . . . It means fixity of purpose. It means endurance. It means having the strength to live with what constrains you.
To WOW, you must differentiate yourself, which means do something a little unconventional and innovative. You must do something that’s above and beyond what’s expected. And whatever you do must have an emotional impact on the receiver.