Free expression is the base of human rights, the root of human nature and the mother of truth. To kill free speech is to insult human rights, to stifle human nature and to suppress truth.

Freedom of expression is the foundation of human rights, the source of humanity, and the mother of truth.

I hope that I will be the last victim in China's long record of treating words as crimes.

I have no enemies and no hatred.

Life is priceless even to an ant.

My tendency to idealize Western civilization arises from my nationalistic desire to use the West in order to reform China. But this has led me to overlook the flaws of Western culture.

I have viewed the West as if it were not only the salvation of China but also the natural and ultimate destination of all humanity.

The Internet is truly God's gift to the Chinese people.

I hope that I'm not the type of person who, standing at the doorway to hell, strikes a heroic pose and then starts frowning with indecision.

In China the underworld and officialdom have interpenetrated and become one. Criminal elements have become officialized as officials have become criminalized.

Now the entire world has its eyes on China.

Kind words change the world.

Values offer focus amidst the chaos.

How we perceive of the world around us determines the outcome of what it is we choose to see or not see

There's nothing like a family crisis, especially a divorce, to force a person to re-evaluate his life.

It is, perhaps, one of the hardest struggles of the Christian life to learn this sentence-- "Not unto us, O Lord, not unto us, but unto Thy name be glory."

I'm trying to figure out if I love art enough to be poor.

Enthusiasm is the yeast that raises the dough.

The Lord would so cleanse the motive and desires of our hearts that we will seek but one thing only, and that is, His glory.

Football is played best full of adrenaline and anger. Moderation seldom finds a place. Almost every act of baseball is a blending of effort and control; too much of either is fatal.

How Time doth lash us with sharp pains, Set loose our teeth, snatch wisps of hair, dim eyes -- And finally bend our backs toward earth To find the fittest place for burial.