By repetition, each lie becomes an irreversible fact upon which other lies are constructed.

Everyone who is not happy must be shot.

Tyranny is like the electric wiring in an old house. A tyrant dies, the new tyrant takes possession, and all he has to do is drop the switch.

All men are born free: just not for long.

Give a man a car of his own and he leaves humility and common sense behind him in the garage.

A lot of people see doubt as legitimate philosophical posture. They think of themselves in the middle, whereas of course really, they're nowhere.

A dead man is the worst enemy alive, I thought. You can't alter his power over you. You can't alter what you love or owe. And it's too late to ask him for his absolution. He has beaten you all ways.

Yet it's not for want of future that I'm here, he thought. It's for want of a present.

You should have died when I killed you.

There was nothing dishonourable in not being blown about by every little modern wind. Better to have worth, to entrench, to be an oak of one's own generation.

Home's where you go when you run out of homes.

Women fall in love when they get to know you. Men are just the opposite. When they finally know you they're ready to leave

Physicists explain creation by telling us that the universe began with the Big Bang, an intense energy singularity that continued expanding. But pray, please do explain who created the singularity?

You can't find "it" out there

When that shutter clicks, anything else that can be done afterward is not worth consideration.

Tell me what you want, and then I'll put in what I want... after I'm done with my codependent providing for you, I'll get a little for me too.

I'm the one who changes the world if I can follow what I think should and shouldn't be lived in this world.

I think it would be nice to sell 15 million albums as a solo artist. I'd have to deal with all the repercussions of that, but that wouldn't be too bad.

For me Oliver Twist is a political novel. It is a furious critique of the treatment of orphans and poor children who were forced to spend their early lives in ghastly institutions.

And my one prayer to God, the miracle worker, was that I would wake up lighter-skinned.

The feature of living matter that most demands explanation is that it is almost unimaginably complicated in directions that convey a powerful illusion of deliberate design.