A mass movement attracts and holds a following not because it can satisfy the desire for self-advancement, but because it can satisfy the passion for self-renunciation.

The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings.

Propaganda does not deceive people; it merely helps them to deceive themselves.

The real Antichrist is he who turns the wine of an original idea into the water of mediocrity.

I hang onto my prejudices, they are the testicles of my mind.

I can never forget that one of the most gifted, best educated nations in the world, of its own free will, surrendered its fate into the hands of a maniac.

The suspicious mind believes more than it doubts. It believes in a formidable and ineradicable evil lurking in every person.

We are more ready to try the untried when what we do is inconsequential. Hence the remarkable fact that many inventions had their birth as toys.

Creativity is the ability to introduce order into the randomness of nature.

Nonconformists travel as a rule in bunches. You rarely find a nonconformist who goes it alone. And woe to him inside a nonconformist clique who does not conform with nonconformity.

When hopes and dreams are loose in the streets, it is well for the timid to lock doors, shutter windows and lie low until the wrath has passed.

If we have no peace it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.

Let us all agree to die a little, or even completely so that African unity may not be a vain word

I won't go into detail but this animated one, the story line is very cool and the kids seem to love it.

No problem is so formidable that you can't walk away from it.

The modern nose, like the modern eye, has developed a sort of microscopic, intercellular intensity which makes our human contactspainful and revolting.

Typically, you get a year in prison for making a threat to assassinate the president.

Death is the second oldest of the Endless. It's hard not to love her. She loves you, after all.

I thought of all the times we'd been together, how I kept coming closer, then retreating, while he stayed right where he was. A constant in a world where few, if any, really existed.

When guilt is in its blush of infancy, it trembles in a tenderness of shame; and the first eye that pierces through the veil that hides the secret brings it to the face

Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage, must in time be utterly lost.