Fame is a vapor, popularity an accident, and riches take wings. Only one thing endures and that is character.
The soul has illusions as the bird has wings: it is supported by them.
You can put wings on a pig, but you don't make it an eagle.
I knew with The West Wing that that wasn't going to be for very long, that I was just the red herring.
You cannot fly like an eagle with the wings of a wren.
True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings.
I was leftwing, I am leftwing, and I will die leftwing.
Debates require a lot of hard work and preparation. If you try to wing it, it shows.
Being trustworthy requires: Doing the right thing. And doing things right.
Leadership is going for right purpose, doing right things in a right way for a right reason, with a right vision in a right time.
I don’t just want to do the right thing. I want to WANT to do the right thing.
The toughest thing to do in politics is to do the right thing when your supporters think the right thing is something else.
Duty is doing the right thing, at the right time, for the right reasons, without regard to the cost to one’s self.
We have a list of human rights - right to food, right to shelter, right to health, right to education, many such items which are considered and accepted as bill of rights. These are to be insured to people. So all nations, all societies try to do tha...
I'm probably a little too impatient with ensuring that the networks and organizations I'm part of are doing the right thing, and pushing the right thing the right way.
The right thing to do is doing whatever you think is the right. Because everything you do, people will not consider them right unless it is according to their benefits. So the right thing for you is to decide doing things they are right, whether they...
What are you working on?" Elizabeth asked. Nate could hear her tapping a pencil on her desk. She took notes during their conversations. He didn't know what she did with the notes, but it bothered him. "I have a lecture at the sanctuary in four days."...
...listening with absorbed attention more to her voice than to what she was saying, and thinking how like she was, flowering through her voice into beauty in the darkness, to some butterflies he had come across in the Swiss mountains the summer befor...
I do not imagine I will ever cling to her like she is the last handhold on an otherwise sheer cliff. I have wings. I am ever here in this moment because she is where I want to be. She is not some inanimate savior, she has wings of her own to flutter ...
Scarcely has night arrived to undeceive, unfurling her wings of crepe (wings drained even of the glimmer just now dying in the tree-tops); scarcely has the last glint still dancing on the burnished metal heights of the tall towers ceased to fade, lik...
In short, Daniel was once again a member of a family. Viewed from without they were a strange enough family: a rattling, hunchbacked old woman, a spoiled senile cocker spaniel, and a eunuch with a punctured career (for though Rey didn’t live with t...
