Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self.
Justice without force is powerless; force without justice is tyrannical.
Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.
The single biggest problem in communication is the illusion that it has taken place.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.
A weak man has doubts before a decision; a strong man has them afterwards.
Anything you cannot relinquish when it has outlived its usefulness possesses you, and in this materialistic age a great many of us are possessed by our possessions.
When we were children, we used to think that when we were grown-up we would no longer be vulnerable. But to grow up is to accept vulnerability... To be alive is to be vulnerable.
We are all sentenced to solitary confinement inside our own skins, for life.
Life is a game, play it... Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
The Internet is the first thing that humanity has built that humanity doesn't understand, the largest experiment in anarchy that we have ever had.
I have always found that mercy bears richer fruits than strict justice.
In life, unlike chess, the game continues after checkmate.
Men are more ready to repay an injury than a benefit, because gratitude is a burden and revenge a pleasure
In order for the light to shine so brightly, the darkness must be present.
Man usually avoids attributing cleverness to somebody else unless it is an enemy.
Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature.
There is no lasting hope in violence, only temporary relief from hopelessness.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.
I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.
A lion's work hours are only when he's hungry; once he's satisfied, the predator and prey live peacefully together.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.
If I am what I have and if I lose what I have who then am I?
O, what a tangled web we weave when first we practise to deceive!
Without a family, man, alone in the world, trembles with the cold.
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