May knowledge come to us! What is this secret our heart has understood and yet will not reveal to us, although it seems to beat as if it were endeavoring to tell it?

My happiness is not the means to any end. It is the end. It is its own goal. It is its own purpose.

There is fear hanging in the air of the sleeping halls, and the air of the streets. Fear walks through the city, fear without name, without shape. All men feel it and none dare speak.

For the coming of that day shall I fight, I and my sons and my chosen friends. For the freedom of Man. For his rights. For his life. For his honor.

I understood that centuries of chains and lashes will not kill the spirit of man nor the sense of truth within him.

Their eyes were dark and hard and glowing, with no fear in them, no kindness and no guilt.

To be free, a man must be free from his brothers. That is freedom. That and nothing else.

We alone, of the thousands who walk this earth, we alone in this hour are doing a work which has no purpose save that we wish to do it.

The power of the sky can be made to do men's bidding. There are no limits to its secrets and its might, and it can be made to grant us anything if we but choose to ask.

For this wire is as a part of our body, as a vein torn from us, glowing with our blood. Are we proud of this thread of metal, or of our hands which made it, or is there a line to divide these two?

We have lied to ourselves. We have not built this box for the good of our brothers. We built it for its own sake. It is above all our brothers to us, and its truth above their truth.

In every historical period, the religious groups that grow most rapidly are those that set believers at odds with the surrounding culture.

onceI heard her huskylaughter pour out likerain after a drought

Are you going to pull those pistols or whistle Dixie?

Our laws can be friendly to those who obey them, and too often useful to those who don't.

You have to be like a clock spring, wound but not loose at the same time.

Much of the excitement we get out of our work is that we don't really know what we are doing.

I'm doing a very funny show in which we talk about issues. I speak at Aids charities and things. It's great to do something fun with our days and yet we're told we're doing something important.

I can imagine many things, but few clearly.

This is a great day for France!

Slogans can be worse than swords if they are only put in the right mouths.