There was never a consequence so great as the regret of inaction.

The man who always says goodbye is waiting for something to happen.

Sometimes I wonder if God put you where you are just to laugh at the jokes he created.

Never kick a skunk.

Like eunuchs discussing the Kama Sutra, the voters discuss the elections in Laxmangarh.

Sean Gardner: The symptoms are brooding and antisocial behavior, isolation alternating with fits of hostile aggression.  If the CDC treated every teenager that showed those symptoms... Well, no government has that much money.

"It's not a matter of right and wrong." Mr. Whittier would say.
Really, there is no wrong. Not in our minds. Our own reality.
You can never set off to do the wrong thing.
You can never say the wrong thing.
In your own mind, you are always right. Every action you take--what you do or say or how you choose to appear--is automatically right the moment you act.
His hand shaking as he lifts his cup, Mr. Whittier says, "Even if you were to tell yourself, 'Today, I'm going to drink coffee the wrong way... from a dirty boot.' Even that would be right because you chose to drink coffee from that boot."
Because you can do nothing wrong. You are always right.
Even when you say, "I'm such an idiot, I'm so wrong..." you're right.
You're right about being wrong. You're right even when you're an idiot.
"No matter how stupid your idea," Mr. Whittier would say, "you're doomed to be right because it's yours."
We're all condemned to be right. About everything we can consider.
In this shifting, liquid world where everyone is right and any idea is right the moment you act on it, Mr. Whittier would say, the only sure thing is what you promise.

When two people are under the influence of the most violent, most insane, most delusive, and most transient of passions, they are required to swear that they will remain in that excited, abnormal, and exhausting consition continuously until death do them part.