"Always bear in mind that your own resolution to succeed, is more important than any other one thing."
— Abraham Lincoln

"We know what we are, but not what we may be."
— William Shakespeare

"Life is eternal, and love is immortal,
and death is only a horizon;
and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight."
— Rossiter Worthington Raymond

"I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else."
— C.S. Lewis

"There's no such thing as 'too late' - that's why they invented death."
— Walter Matthau (in "Out to Sea")

"When two people meet, each one is changed by the other so you've got two new people."
— John Steinbeck

"I believe a strong woman may be stronger than a man, particularly if she happens to have love in her heart. I guess a loving woman is indestructible."
— John Steinbeck (East of Eden)

"Anything that just costs money is cheap."
— John Steinbeck

"It's a shallow life that doesn't give a person a few scars."
— Garrison Keillor

"I am so far from being a pessimist...on the contrary, in spite of my scars, I am tickled to death at life."
— Eugene O'Neill

"I don't want to die without any scars."
— Chuck Palahniuk (Fight Club)

"Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars."
— Kahlil Gibrán

"Now and then, an inch below the water's surface, the muscles of his stomach tightened involuntarily as he recalled another detail. A drop of water on her upper arm. Wet. An embroidered flower, a simple daisy, sewn between the cups of her bra. Her breasts wide apart and small. On her back, a mole half covered by a strap. When she climbed out of the pond a glimpse of the triangular darkness her knickers were supposed to conceal. Wet. He saw it, he made himself see it again. The way her pelvic bones stretched the material clear of the skin, the deep curve of her waist, her startling whiteness. When she reached for her skirt, a carelessly raised foot revealed a patch of soil on each pad of her sweetly diminished toes. Another mole the size of a farthing on her thigh and something purplish on her calf--a strawberry mark, a scar. Not blemishes. Adornments."
— Ian McEwan (Atonement)

"Elizabeth is smart, ruthless, and emotionally damaged ... [i]f Elizabeth's brain was a person, it would have scars, tattoos, and be missing one eye."
— Max Barry (Company)

"Those who look for the bad in people will surely find it."
— Abraham Lincoln

"This too shall pass..."
— Abraham Lincoln

"America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves."
— Abraham Lincoln

"People are just as happy as they make up their minds to be."
— Abraham Lincoln

"Tact: the ability to describe others as they see themselves."
— Abraham Lincoln

"I will prepare and some day my chance will come."
— Abraham Lincoln

"Feet, what do I need you for when I have wings to fly?"
— Frida Kahlo

"Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."
— William Butler Yeats (The Wind Among the Reeds 1899)

"He made me love him without looking at me."
— Charlotte Brontë

"Even for me life had it's gleams of sunshine."
— Charlotte Brontë (Jane Eyre)

"Conventionality is not morality."
— Charlotte Brontë

"I can live alone, if self-respect, and circumstances require me so to do. I need not sell my soul to buy bliss. I have an inward treasure born with me, which can keep me alive if all extraneous delights should be withheld, or offered only at a price I cannot afford to give."
— Charlotte Brontë (Jane Eyre)

"It does good to no woman to be flattered [by a man] who does not intent to marry her; and it is madness in all women to let a secret love kindle within them, which, if unreturned and unknown, must devour the life that feeds it."
— Charlotte Brontë