Glory always has a price, and that cost is almost always paid in copiously spilled blood.

Memories are treasures,” he murmured. “Lock the best of them in your mind forever, the most splendid moments, and throw away the rest. Any day when you gain such a treasure is a day well-spent.

Always face what you mislike, do battle with it, and get it done: all the more time then for what you prefer, yes?

Great things befall when one is brave enough to do something bold, strange, and unusual.

Mind you do your dying right! Most of us only get one chance at it.

Life has no meaning but what we give it. I wish a few more of ye would give it a little.

...Each secret you carry has a weight all its own. They add up, secrets, to a burden you must carry all your days.

There are only two precious things on earth: the first is love; the second, a long way behind it, is intelligence.

Throughout life, one does not miss any chance to hold onto the things that are really precious, if one is truly wise.

When, who, and what things happen to becomes meaningful, then what happens starts to matter, and play can evoke strong emotions, fierce and ongoing urges to succeed, and a desire to leave a mark, drive meaningful change, or build lasting institutions.