“Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.”

All rulers in all ages have tried to impose a false view of the world upon their followers.

Freedom of the Press, if it means anything at all, means the freedom to criticize and oppose

If you kept the small rules, you could break the big ones.

The choice for mankind lies between freedom and happiness and for the great bulk of mankind, happiness is better.

If you want to keep a secret, you must also hide it from yourself.

I do not wish to comment on the work; if it does not speak for itself, it is a failure.

The past was erased, the erasure was forgotten, the lie became the truth.

Good prose should be transparent, like a window pane.

True freedom is the right to say something that others don’t want to hear.

We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.

Serious sport has nothing to do with fair play.

Rich people are poor people with money.

Politics is the choice between the lesser of two evils.

Nothing was your own except the few cubic centimetres inside your skull.

Let’s face it: our lives are miserable, laborious, and short.

But if thought corrupts language, language can also corrupt thought.

Falling for superficial costs depth its entire existence.

Is it a loss that is still present? Or a presence that seems to be lost?

Deep down, I reckon the sweetest moment will come when it’s finally all over. When, at last, I know that I can stop fighting. Of course it’ll also be a little sad. The sweetest moments, y’know, always come with just a little sadness.

Overcoming guilt, its the first step to doing it again.

Empty boxes pleading empty boxes to fill them with peace and love.

I found my old diary tonight. A brokenness I had forgotten pen pressured so deep it punctured page. I ran my fingers over my words and there inside ridges black I found a little girl desperate for someone to save her, desperate for the very woman I have become.

When I heard Aretha, I could feel her emotional delivery so clearly. It came from down deep within. That’s what I wanted to do.

Maybe the line between self respect and ego is called sanity.