"I'm not short," Daisy muttered. "Short women are never mysterious, or elegant, or pursued by handsome men. And they're always treated like children. I refuse to be short."

“Pathology, probably more than any other branch of science, suffers from heroes and hero-worship. Rudolf Virchow has been its archangel and William Welch its John the Baptist, while Paracelsus and Cohnheim have been relegated to the roles of Lucifer and Beelzebub. ... Actually, there are no heroes in Pathology-all of the great thoughts permitting advance have been borrowed from other fields, and the renaissance of pathology stems not from pathology itself but from the philosophers Kant and Goethe.”

“People still want to escape, but today's escape is different. People now want to know that there are people out there who have more problems and are a train-wreck! This is why I think it's difficult for sitcoms these days, because people are not going to believe, joke, beat, beat, joke, because there ain't nothing to laugh about.”

Source : "The Darius McCrary Interview- The Young and the Restless". Interview with Michael Fairman, michaelfairmansoaps.com. December 22, 2009.

“Gays should be fought against.”

Source : Newsweek Polska, July 14, 2003.

“I never like the way I look. I don't. I never look at myself.”

Source : Source: www.pbs.org

“...how do you run and play when you feel like there are bricks of the heaviest sadness weighing down every part of your body? How do you laugh and talk when there are no laughs left inside of you?”

“What we attempt to do is not without danger. What we attempt to do may not succeed. But it is right and it is just. We act for the good of all.”

Source : Kate Mosse (2012). “Citadel”, p.736, Hachette UK

“People Expect Something New From Me All The Time.And That's Good It Keeps Me On The Edge”

“How many years have slipped through our hands? At least as many as the constellations we still can identify. The quarter moon, like a light skiff, floats out of the mist-remnant Of last night hard rain. It, too, will slip through our fingers with no ripple, without us in it”