Is it not crystal clear, then, comrades, that all the evils of this life of ours spring from the tyranny of human beings?

Windmill or no windmill, he said, life would go on as it had always gone on--that is, badly.

Four legs good, two legs bad.

Man serves the interests of no creature except himself.

This work was strictly voluntary, but any animal who absented himself from it would have his rations reduced by half.

And remember also that in fighting against man we must not come to resemble him. Even when you have conquered him, do not adopt his vices.

Now, comrades, what is the nature of this life of ours? Let us face it: our lives are miserable, laborious, and short.

Two things form the bedrock of any open society — freedom of expression and rule of law. If you don’t have those things, you don’t have a free cou

A goose flies by a chart the Royal Geographic Society could not improve.

I WILL FOLLOW ANYONEAND THANK EVERYONEWHO TRIES TO MAKEA DIFFERENCE IN THE LIVESOF VULNERABLE CIVILIANS

As long as I have laughter, I am not without hope

Each year, I say I'm going to go to school next year. It's inevitable that I'll end up getting my education.

All's fair in love and purchasing.

The old he-coon walks just before the light of day.

I think there are a lot of things in life that are not fair. But life, I believe, isn't always perfect and idealistic.

It is the privilege of any human work which is well done to invest the doer with a certain haughtiness. He can well afford not to conciliate, whose faithful work will answer for him.

Building a temple didn't mean you believed in gods, it just meant you believed in architecture.