“In the 17 years since I graduated from this great College of Law, I have seen that, for many of us, it becomes increasingly easy to rationalize our actions in the name of expediency when facing difficult decisions-to choose a path where the ends justify the means.”

I want to humbly suggest that you be the guardians of a more complicated truth: that the means are as important-and sometimes even more important-than the ends.

Just because you think the path that’s right for you might be lonelier, longer or less destined for traditional success than paths taken by others, don’t be afraid to take it. If you choose your means well you will end up in the right place.

No music can fill the gaping void … at least in my experience only faith. Only faith.

Understood what the struggle was about. My mother. Couldn’t read or write, but she had more sense than many a graduate from Harvard.

My dad didn’t graduate from high school, ended up being a printing salesman, probably never made more than $8,000 a year.

My dad never graduated high school. He was a printing salesman.

Very early on in this process though I studied acting in high school and college, soon after graduation,

The jobs for 7 million university graduates every year, the immense corruption: Even some Western governments would have to scramble to find solutions to such problems.

Nothing in a graduate degree in art history prepares you for the eloquence of the eraser.

I think America is really in denial about the degree to which residents, particularly foreign medical graduates, man the county hospitals of this country, and but for their services, I’m not sure how exactly we could manage.

Yeah, I left Idaho at 17. You know, I graduated high school a year early and just, you know, the typical story, packed up my car and moved out.