Here I am an old man in a long nightgown making muffled noises at people who may be no worse than I am.

Words are not pebbles in alien juxtaposition.

Words are chameleons, which reflect the color of their environment.

We accept the verdict of the past until the need for change cries out loudly enough to force upon us a choice between the comforts of inertia and the irksomeness of action.

Justice is the tolerable accommodation of the conflicting interests of society, and I don't believe there is any royal road to attain such accommodation concretely.

In america, there are two tax systems: one for the informed and one for the uninformed. Both are legal

The hand that rules the press, the radio, the screen and the far-spread magazine, rules the country.

In the end it is worse to suppress dissent than to run the risk of heresy.

The spirit of liberty is the spirit which is not too sure that it is right; the spirit of liberty is the spirit which seeks to understands the minds of other men and women.

Life is made up of constant calls to action, and we seldom have time for more than hastily contrived answers.

The language of the law must not be foreign to the ears of those who are to obey it.

It was a look that suggested emotions happening just past your line of sight: a grief so deep you'd never be able to see it, a love so fierce it could swallow itself completely.

Women don't realize how much store men set on the regularity of their habits. We absorb their comings and goings into our bodies, their rhythms into our bones.

Dwelling on the sins of the past won't help us stop the evils of the present.

I have a very strong feeling that the opposite of love is not hate — it’s apathy. It’s not giving a damn.

Ye sons of France awake to glory! Hark! Hark! what myriads bid you rise! Your children wives and grandsires hoary Behold their tears and hear their cries!

There are a shitload of songs about being in love with someone who doesn't love you back and I talk about weed and my cat and being lazy a lot.

If we didn't want anything, we would never get anything, good or bad. I think our longings are natural, and if we act as nature prompts us we can't go far wrong.

The beauty of life is not knowing.

What else could he possibly have done? What choices did he ever have?

The true man breathes with his heels.