“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.”

All changes, even the most longed for, must have their melancholy

We do not know what to do with this short life, yet we yearn for another that will be eternal.

The average man, who does not know what to do with his life, wants another one which will last forever.

All ought to be common among friends.

We should adopt his principles and govern men as they are and not as what we’d like them to be.

Suffering — how divine it is, how misunderstood! We owe to it all that is good in us, all that gives value to life; we owe to it pity, we owe to it courage, we owe to it all the virtues.

The whole art of teaching is only the art of awakening the natural curiosity of the mind for the purpose of satisfying it afterwards.

If 50 million people say a foolish thing, it is still a foolish thing.

A person is never happy except at the price of some ignorance.

We chase dreams and embrace shadows.

The law, in its majestic equality, forbids the rich as well as the poor to sleep under bridges, to beg in the streets, and to steal bread.

All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.

To know is nothing at all; to imagine is everything.

It is human nature to think wisely and act in an absurd fashion.

If we don’t change, we don’t grow. If we don’t grow, we aren’t really living.

The history books which contain no lies are extremely tedious.

Democracy is the art and science of running the circus from the monkey cage.

She’s a child of war. Stronger than a bomb with a lioness’s roar.

People always say he can run and he can jump. So can a deer and you wouldn’t put a deer in the game.

I am from the jungle where the lion eats the cobra.

Like a wild cat in the Serengeti, I land on my feet and transcend reality.

It was bad enough to have toppled from the Olympic heights to make my living competing with animals. But the competition wasn’t even fair. No man could beat a race horse, not even for 100 yards.

I think that sacrifices of animals in the name of religion are barbarous and they degrade the name of religion.

It is much easier to show compassion to animals. They are never wicked.