“If we have power, we’ll never give it up again unless we’re carried out of our offices as corpses.”

Everything is what you make of it, even yourself.

He who cannot hate the devil cannot love God.

A mother who is not everything for her children: a friend, a teacher, a confidant, a source of joy and founded pride, inducement and soothing, reconciliator, judge and forgiver, that mother obviously chose the wrong job.

If you repeat a lie often enough, people will believe it, and you will even come to believe it yourself.

Not every item of news should be published. Rather must those who control news policies endeavor to make every item of news serve a certain purpose.

If we are attacked we can only defend ourselves with guns not with butter.

As socialists, we are opponents of the Jews, because we see in the Hebrews the incarnation of capitalism, of the misuse of the nation’s goods.

To be a socialist means to let the ego serve the neighbour, to sacrifice the self for the whole. In its deepest sense socialism equals service. The individual refrains and the commonwealth demands.

The night is my best friend. It calms the storm in my soul and it lets the guiding stars rise.

Intellectual activity is a danger to the building of character.

It is the absolute right of the State to supervise the formation of public opinion.

Every age that has historical status is governed by aristocracies.

To be a socialist is to submit the I to the thou; socialism is sacrificing the individual to the whole.

The English follow the principle that when one lies, one should lie big, and stick to it. They keep up their lies, even at the risk of looking ridiculous.

Christ cannot possibly have been a Jew. I don’t have to prove that scientifically. It’s a fact.

We have had much to bear already. And still more will we have to bear. Let us thank God for being young.

Our bodies need real, fresh food to maintain health.

Still, I wrote. Even when the police where coming. Even when my whole body hurt, and the slightest sound would make me quake.

Inside, we are ageless and when we talk to ourselves, it’s the same age of the person we were talking to when we were little. It’s the body that is changing around that ageless center.

With all these past fears still written on my skin, it bruises me to let you in. Trauma’s that this body holds, still guard these tactile lips untold.

PAIN, n. An uncomfortable frame of mind that may have a physical basis in something that is being done to the body, or may be purely mental, caused by the good fortune of another.

I think you fall out of love with theater while you’re doing your eighth show of your eighteenth week and your body is saying, “Please make this end.”

My hands reached your body like braille, and your curves and edges tell a story of beauty and grace.

The man who feels like he’s a woman trapped in a man’s body, when he goes into the ladies room, it’s the other women whose privacy it seems to me as being violated by having this man walk in… regardless of how he feels.