“What have you done, you standing there
In floods of tears?
Tell me what you have done
With your young life?”

“Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?”

“It wasn’t what was done to you. Life was what you did with what was done to you.”

“I trust you like a brother. Until the day you betray me. You have a parole for what you’ve done, in return for your teaching, and a better bargain than you deserve, but the day you turn against me, I will tear it up and bury it with you.”

“Now think deeply.
What have you done with your life over the past year?
How do you feel inside?”

“If you want to argue with me, either you respect me, or hold your tears after I am done with you.”

“the biggest tragedy of life is the utter impossibility to change what you have done”

“… if you ever wonder what you've done in your life, and everyone does wonder sooner or later, you have been God's grace to me, a miracle, something more than a miracle.”

“It was all those biographies in me yelling, “We want out. We want to tell you what we’ve done to you.””

“My job titles only tell you what I've done. They don't tell you why.”