“People pay for what they do, and still more for what they have allowed themselves to become. And they pay for it very simply; by the lives they lead.”

It is certain, in any case, that ignorance, allied with power, is the most ferocious enemy justice can have.

Please try to remember that what they believe, as well as what they do and cause you to endure does not testify to your inferiority but to their inhumanity.

Know from whence you came. If you know whence you came, there are absolutely no limitations to where you can go.

The paradox of education is precisely this – that as one begins to become conscious one begins to examine the society in which he is being educated.

The world is mostly divided between madmen who remember and madmen who forget. Heroes are rare.

People can’t, unhappily, invent their mooring posts, their lovers and their friends, anymore than they can invent their parents.

I want to be an honest man and a good writer.

Guilt is a luxury that we can no longer afford.

The price one pays for pursuing any profession or calling is an intimate knowledge of its ugly side.

Nakedness has no color: this can come as news only to those who have never covered, or been covered by, another naked human being.

Nothing is more desirable than to be released from an affliction, but nothing is more frightening than to be divested of a crutch.

If a society permits one portion of its citizenry to be menaced or destroyed, then, very soon, no one in that society is safe.

Perhaps he is a fool or a coward but almost everybody is one or the other and most people are both.

History is not a procession of illustrious people. It’s about what happens to a people. Millions of anonymous people is what history is about.

You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read.

All I know about music is that not many people ever really hear it.

How will you ever be able to heal your broken parts, if you keep allowing the past to stay?

Fear is such a powerful emotion for humans that when we allow it to take us over, it drives compassion right out of our hearts.

They tell you to be grateful for what you have. But you are also allowed to be sad for what you have lost.

I’ll allow for this pain to bleed from my pen onto the paper to relieve the pressure from my tortured mind.

You only meet someone, as deeply as they’ve met themselves. So do not allow their demons to condemn your soul to hell.

You are allowed to feel the way you feel.

Don’t allow yourself to be mad over something that’s not in your control.

Journaling helps me sing lullaby to my fears and worries, allowing them to sleep.