I may have made a straight A in physics, but I was panic-struck. Physics made me sick the whole time I learned it.
As I approve of a youth that has something of the old man in him, so I am no less pleased with an old man that has something of the youth. He that follows this rule may be old in body, but can never be so in mind.
So, Gwardian, are you going to stand there, or may I have some privacy so I can bathe? We aren't all as full of ourselves as you are.
I want to be as idle as I can, so that my soul may have time to grow.
I killed a flea this morning. I may have been a bit overzealous, because I accidentally killed the cat too.
What I call talking to God, you may call talking to myself. Of course, I’m flattered that you’d think I am God.
Novels include padding; I think padding may be an essential part of the novel, for all I know.
I may never be happy, but tonight I am content.
I may see a way I want to do something, and I understand when you have a team, everybody can't do their own thing. I'm willing to put my own agenda aside to do what's best for the team.
I know that when you talk about something that may hurt someone, reactions are normal, and you are touching some nerves... But I don't do things because people always like what I do.
I am satisfied, and sufficiently occupied with the things which are, without tormenting or troubling myself about those which may indeed be, but of which I have no evidence.
I now realize that I am a gay man before anything else. Other gays may think they're a Jew first, or black, or a banker, but I'm gay.
I believe in mystery and multiplicity. To religious believers this may sound almost pagan. But I don't think so.
I always wondered what hearing one's own obituary might sound like, and I sort of feel like I may have just heard part of it at least.
But let me now stop; I may be a little partial, and view every thing with the jaundiced eye of melancholy - for I am sad - and have cause.
I think it's important to keep things private, and there are certain boundaries I feel very particular about drawing. It may seem fastidious, but my experience of talking to the press is that I need those boundaries to remain very clear.
In China, I lived in a dormitory, and the government paid for everything - food, buses. In Iowa, I had to run after the bus, and cook for myself. The first weeks in the U.S., I was asking, 'Where is my food?'
I realize that a lot of business leaders may disagree with me, but I truly believe that God belongs in what my company does. By putting Him first in my operations, He can bless what I attempt.
All the interests of my reason, speculative as well as practical, combine in the three following questions: 1. What can I know? 2. What ought I to do? 3. What may I hope?
I understand that computers, which I once believed to be but a hermaphrodite typewriter-cum-filing cabinet, offer the cyber literate increased ability to communicate. I do not think this is altogether a bad thing, however it may appear on the surface...
I went to a performance-art high school, and a teacher there was signing me up for open-mic nights at the comedy club. I think about it now, and I think, 'Well, that may be inappropriate,' but it was great!'
