“And is it not obvious that, just as it is a crime to disturb the peace when truth reigns, it is also a crime to remain at peace when the truth is being destroyed?”

If I had more time I would write a shorter letter.

We must learn our limits. We are all something, but none of us are everything.

Kind words do not cost much. Yet they accomplish much.

Great and small suffer the same mishaps.

There is a God shaped vacuum in the heart of every man which cannot be filled by any created thing, but only by God, the Creator, made known through Jesus.

All the maxims have been written. It only remains to put them into practice.

People almost invariably arrive at their beliefs not on the basis of proof but on the basis of what they find attractive.

Truth is so obscure in these times, and falsehood so established, that, unless we love the truth, we cannot know it.

The entire ocean is affected by a single pebble.

The supreme function of reason is to show man that some things are beyond reason.

If you do not love too much, you do not love enough.

If you want others to have a good opinion of you, say nothing.

How hollow is the heart of man, and how full of excrement!

Love knows no limit to its endurance, no end to its trust, no fading of its hope; it can outlast anything. Love still stands when all else has fallen.

Good deeds, when concealed, are the most admirable.

Having been unable to strengthen justice, we have justified strength.

Truth suffers no loss if a vehement youth fails in finding it, in the same way that virtue and religion suffer no detriment if a criminal denies them.

If you think anyone goes out and commits crimes because of some daffy film they’ve seen, then I question your judgment.

It is criminal to steal a purse, daring to steal a fortune, a mark of greatness to steal a crown. The blame diminishes as the guilt increases.

Funny that all of Nixon’s crimes – anonymous campaign cash, wiretapping, undeclared wars – are all legal now. Discuss.

The secret of great fortunes without apparent cause is a crime forgotten, for it was properly done.

When women love us, they forgive us everything, even our crimes; when they do not love us, they give us credit for nothing, not even our virtues.

Well, I’m used to rubbing shoulders with crooks and criminals.

Tolerance becomes a crime when applied to evil.