“Loving truth and living honestly is my attitude to life. Be true to yourself and be true to others, thus you can be the judge of your behavior.”

My pen is alight and my body aflame. Until both burn down to ash, my love and my hate will remain here in the world.

I’ve lived on royalties all my life. It is the readers who have supported me.

Only by not forgetting the past can we be the master of the future.

Before my eyes are many miserable scenes, the suffering of others and myself forces my hands to move. I become a machine for writing.

You have your thoughts and I have mine. This is the fact and you can’t change it even if you kill me.

I write just because the fire of my emotion is burning. Had I not, I would not have been able to find peace.

I am a person always full of contradictions… It was hard to choose whether to devote myself to revolution as a soldier or as a writer.

Victory is for them, not for us. We have not made profit out of our country’s misfortune. Victory does not bring us luck.

I believe in the future a new Dante will write a new Divine Comedy.

I have spent myself on all kinds of things … I have advanced much politically but I have written little and moreover have written it badly.

There is as yet no liberty if the power of judging be not separated from legislative power and the executrix

Before then, Britain was pessimistic and the role of government was largely managing Britain in decline.

If George Washington crossing the Delaware matters, so must his ruthless pursuit of the runagate Oney Judge.

People tend to judge presidents on how the economy performs, and yet we don’t expect them to have the power to do much about it. Or we don’t want them to exercise that power, if they were to have it.

I am going to judge my circumstances by Jesus’ love, not Jesus’ love by my circumstances.

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, but trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.

No longer are there immutable standards by which to judge ourselves. Image has overtaken reality.

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour;