“Writing for me is a kind of compulsion, so I don’t think anyone could have made me do it, or prevented me from doing it.”

The internet has been a boon and a curse for teenagers.

You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.

Time is making fools of us again.

Killing is not so easy as the innocent believe.

Killing is not so easy as the innocent believe.

If you want to know what a man’s like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.

Youth cannot know how age thinks and feels. But old men are guilty if they forget what it was to be young.

Secretly we’re all a little more absurd than we make ourselves out to be.

I find that discussing an idea out loud is often the way to kill it stone dead.

It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.

I want to commit the murder I was imprisoned for.

If you don’t like to read, you haven’t found the right book.

Talent and intelligence never yet inoculated anyone against the caprice of the fates.

In the end, it mattered not that you could not close your mind. It was your heart that saved you.

I think it’s the books that you read when you’re young that live with you forever.

I definitely know that love is the most powerful thing of all.

Study depends on the goodwill of the student, a quality that cannot be secured by compulsion.

Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.

In seasons of tumult and discord bad men have most power; mental and moral excellence require peace and quietness.

By punishing men of talent we confirm their authority.

It is a part of the nature of man to resist compulsion.

Even for learned men, love of fame is the last thing to be given up.

The denial of an objective moral law, based on the compulsion to deny the existence of God, results ultimately in the denial of evil itself.

When we experience the power of the Self, there is an absence of fear, there is no compulsion to control, and no struggle for approval or external power.