“Time is the cog that turns the wheelWinter leaves scars that do not healSummer is a fire that burns insideKnowledge is a terrible burden to hideStrength and death go hand in handOne answer lies within the sandBut seek the answer all aloneLest the sand claim you as its own.”

“Every answer you ever need lies within your own silence..”

“I know the answer! The answer lies within the heart of all mankind! The answer is twelve? I think I'm in the wrong building.”

“When it's all over, you'll realize that the answer is already within you.”

“No sight so sad as that of a naughty child," he began, "especially a naughty little girl. Do you know where the wicked go after death?""They go to hell," was my ready and orthodox answer."And what is hell? Can you tell me that?""A pit full of fire.""And should you like to fall into that pit, and to be burning there for ever?""No, sir.""What must you do to avoid it?"I deliberated a moment: my answer, when it did come was objectionable: "I must keep in good health and not die.”

“Let us not seek the Republican answer or the Democratic answer, but the right answer. Let us not seek to fix the blame for the past. Let us accept our own responsibility for the future. ”