What's well begun, is half done.

Fidelity is the sister of justice.

Adversity reveals genius, prosperity conceals it.

In adversity remember to keep an even mind.

I've learned to accept death better than most people.

From the moment my dad died, from the moment I found out there was the possibility of his dying, there were many surprises - years after, minutes after. The moments I was okay were as surprising as the ones that I wasn't. Making it through the eulogy without losing it. And then the guilt I felt about it. Surprise!

A pig resembles a saint in that he is more honored after death than during his lifetime.

I realized, at a certain point, all my big people were dying. I couldn't see a clearer picture: what's the difference between me and him, of me being in a casket?