“Artillery is the god of war.”

Take some exercise, try to recover the look of a human being.

Gratitude is a sickness suffered by dogs.

If the opposition disarms, well and good. If it refuses to disarm, we shall disarm it ourselves.

The writer is the engineer of the human soul.

Quanity has it’s own quality.

You do not lament the loss of hair of one who has been beheaded.

We Marxists believe that revolution will occur in other countries, as well. But it will occur at a time when it will be considered possible or necessary by revolutionaries of those countries.

When there’s a person, there’s a problem. When there’s no person, there’s no problem.

Words are one thing – deeds something entirely different. Fine words are a mask to cover shady deeds. A sincere diplomat is like dry water or wooden iron.

He who votes does not have power. He who counts the votes has power.

Everybody has a right to be stupid, but some people abuse the privilege.

In war I would deal with the Devil and his grandmother

The Red Army and Navy and the whole Soviet people must fight for every inch of Soviet soil, fight to the last drop of blood for our towns and villages…onward, to victory!

A sincere diplomat is like dry water or wooden iron.

Nowadays wars are not declared. They simply start.

If any foreign minister begins to defend to the death a ‘peace conference,’ you can be sure his government has already placed its orders for new battleships and airplanes.

This is a new day. God is doing a new thing.

Instead of complaining about the valley, being discouraged over what you’re going through, know that valley is leading you to the awesome future God has in store.

I think that if God forgives us we must forgive ourselves. Otherwise, it is almost like setting up ourselves as a higher tribunal than Him.

God is saying, “Get ready, I’m about to restore the years. Your latter days will be better than your former days.

Spread the love of God through your life but only use words when necessary.

God shall be my hope, my stay, my guide and lantern to my feet.

I think, at a child’s birth, if a mother could ask a fairy godmother to endow it with the most useful gift, that gift would be curiosity.

The gods too are fond of a joke.