We need to haunt the house of history and listen anew to the ancestors' wisdom.

There is a very fine line between loving life and being greedy for it.

Nature has no mercy at all. Nature says, 'I'm going to snow. If you have on a bikini and no snowshoes, that's tough. I am going to snow anyway.'

[Work is] something made greater by ourselves and in turn that makes us greater.

Self-pity in its early stage is as snug as a feather mattress. Only when it hardens does it become uncomfortable.