If Socrates died like a philosopher, Jesus Christ died like a God.

People in their natural state are basically good. But this natural innocence,however, is corrupted by the evils of society.

I prefer liberty with danger than peace with slavery.

There are always four sides to a story: your side, their side, the truth and what really happened.

Freedom is the power to choose our own chains

The freedom of Mankind does not lie in the fact that can do what we want, but that we do not have to do that which we do not want.

People who know little are usually great talkers, while men who know much say little.

Why should we build our happiness on the opinons of others, when we can find it in our own hearts?

Those people who treat politics and morality separately will never understand either of them.

I am not made like any of those I have seen. I venture to believe that I am not made like any of those who are in existence. If I am not better, at least I am different.

No one is happy unless he respects himself.

The first gift is Strength. May you remember to call upon it whenever you need it.

Flowers are so inconsistent!

I made a fatal error thinking he could save me.

John Conyers' office has been very responsive to citizen concerns and the Internet has presented a way to communicate with them in a way that's never before been there.

Our house is made of glass... and our lives are made of glass; and there is nothing we can do to protect ourselves.

Death holds no allure for me, Elena.” The power of him cut against his skin, a cold white fire. “Not when I have yet to sate my hunger for you.

Celebrity doesn't really affect the work. What affects the work is the expectations from the outside. This is what no one understands.

While the Nation has forbidden monopoly by one set of laws it has been creating them by another. Patent laws, valuable as they may be in some respects, often father monopoly.

The books we enjoy as children stay with us forever -- they have a special impact. Paragraph after paragraph and page after page, the author must deliver his or her best work.

Ignorance is indeed bliss, but it is also dangerous and embarrassing.