“My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.”

I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!

Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.

The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.

Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.

Ordinary men, to whom all things are possible, don’t often, if ever, think of Heaven. It is a name, and nothing more, and they are content to wait and let things be, but to those who are doomed to be shut out for ever you cannot think what it means.

But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.

We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.

Euthanasia” is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it.

For life be, after all, only a waitin’ for somethin’ else than what we’re doin’; and death be all that we can rightly depend on.

Take me away from all this Death.

We learn of great things by little experiences.

Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.

There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.

We are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.

But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.

We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!

The development of quantum mechanics early in the twentieth century obliged physicists to change radically the concepts they used to describe the world.

When the Constitution was written, the founders had no way of anticipating the new technologies that would evolve in the coming centuries.

Bill Clinton is the greatest president of the 20th century because I played touch football with him.

What has been done is little-scarcely a beginning; yet it is much in comparison with the total blank of a century past.

What I discerned in the U.S. was a convergence of poetic voices coming from many different rents in the social fabric, many cultures, many tributaries, which, together, make up the American poetry of the late twentieth century.

The story of the fifth century was one of the exploitation of imperial weakness.

To try to teach ignoring technology is to ignore the progress that we have made over the last century.

A man doesn’t save a century, or a civilization, but a militant party wedded to a principle can.