One always spoke of her like that in the third person as though she were not there. Sometimes she seemed invisible like peace.

He was impregnably armored by his good intentions and his ignorance.

Innocence is a kind of insanity

Thought's a luxury. Do you think the peasant sits and thinks of God and Democracy when he gets inside his mud hut at night?

I never knew a man who had better motives for all the trouble he caused.

Death was far more certain than God.

Perhaps to the soldier the civilian is the man who employs him to kill, who includes the guilt of murder in the pay-envelope and escapes responsibility.

So much of war is sitting around and doing nothing, waiting for somebody else. With no guarantee of the amount of time you have left it doesn't seem worth even starting a train of thought.

They killed him because he was too innocent to live.

Neither of us mentioned him when we woke on the morning after his death...One is not jealous of the dead, and it seemed easy to me that morning to take up our old life together.

Innocence always calls mutely or protection when we would be so much wise to guard ourselves against it: innocence is like a dumb leper who has lost his bell, wandering the world, meaning no harm.

You don’t need to provide answers to question like “why were you born?”. Be committed to what excites you and what excites you will provide the answers!

James Tilly Matthews was not a prophet. He was a gifted, perhaps fragile individual who suffered intensely, and for little if any reward.

A chronic poet should always be an inveterate nature-lover.

I think the human race made a big mistake at the beginning of the industrial revolution, we leaped for the mechanical things, people need the use of their hands to feel creative.

Before music there was silence and the duet format allows you to build from the silence in a very special way.

Education is such a noble profession, its a wonderful way to serve.

Everything you see on screen is real. By doing what we do, there's naturally going to be a lot of grimacing. And whimpering.

A votary of ahimsa cannot subscribe to the utilitarian formula (of the greatest good of the greatest number). He will strive for the greatest good of all and die in the attempt to realize that ideal.

You're a star -- and so am I. I'm a genius -- and so are you. Your success encourages my brilliance, and my charisma enhances your power. Your victory doesn't require my defeat, and vice versa.

A figure of speech is a shifty thing; it can be twisted or it can be straight.