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The past is never dead. It's not even past. — William Faulkner

[S]ustainable globalization still requires a stable, geopolitical power structure, which simply cannot be maintained without the active involvement of the United States. . . . The hidden hand of the market will never work without a hidden fist—McDonald's cannot flourish without McDonnell Douglas, the builder of the F-15. — Tom Friedman

One’s own death one only dies With the death of others one has to live — Mascha Kaléko

You use steel to sharpen steel, and one friend sharpens another. — Proverbs 27:17, The Message

I want to go on record as saying that this is the stupidest, most irresponsible action a diplomatic mission like ours could get itself involved in, and that we've started a series of these things that will never end. — Deane Hinton, former Central Intelligence Agency operative in Syria, 1949, who was expelled from a “political action committee” group planning a coup against the Syrian government elected in 1947

Evangelistic appeal. If they come running like hogs after slop, it ain’t the gospel. — Theron Price

There is a difference between being nice and choosing kindness. — anonymous

Authority is exercised by standing with others by seeking to share power and authority. Power is seen as something to be multiplied and shared rather than accumulated at the top. A leader is one who inspires others to be leaders, especially those on the margins of church and society who do not think they are "somebody.” — Letty M. Russell

Being means: not numbering and counting, but ripening like a tree, which doesn’t force its sap, and stands confidently in the storms of spring, not afraid that afterward summer may not come. It does come. But it comes only to those who are patient, who are there as if eternity lay before them, so unconcernedly silent and vast. I learn it every day of my life, learn it with pain I am grateful for: patience is everything! — Rainer Maria Rilke

What I really enjoy is not you; it’s something that’s greater than both you and me. It is ​something that I discovered, a kind of symphony, a kind of orchestra that plays one melody in your presence, but when you depart, the orchestra doesn’t stop. When I meet someone else, it plays another melody, which is also very delightful. And when I’m alone, it continues to play. There’s a greater repertoire and it never cease to play. — Anthony DeMello