It is no use speaking in soft, gentle tones if everyone else is shouting.

The tumalt and shouting dies, The captains and the kings depart. Still stands thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heat. Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget.

We’re all islands shouting lies to each other across seas of misunderstanding.

In ‘Gran Torino,’ I play a guy who’s racially offensive. But he learned. It shows that you’re never too old to learn and embrace people that you don’t understand to begin with. It seems like nobody else got that message, I guess.

Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show.

I don’t need people shouting at me to tell me what I did wrong.

Where there is shouting, there is no true knowledge.