Sallust is indisputably one of the best historians among the Romans, both for the purity of his language and the elegance of his style.

The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.

Nobody made a greater mistake than he who did nothing because he could do only a little.

Those who don't know history are destined to repeat it.

The hottest fires in hell are reserved for those who remain neutral in times of moral crisis.

Silence is golden but when it threatens your freedom it's yellow.

In a democracy, the majority of the citizens is capable of exercising the most cruel oppressions upon the minority.

It is a general popular error to suppose the loudest complainers for the public to be the most anxious for its welfare.

When you fear something, learn as much about it as you can. Knowledge conquers fear.

Mere parsimony is not economy. Expense, and great expense, may be an essential part in true economy.

The Fate of good men who refuse to become involved in politics is to be ruled by evil men.

When they call the roll in the Senate, the Senators do not know whether to answer 'Present' or 'Not Guilty'.

That's what it felt like---that if I let a little of the hurt out, it would keep pouring out until I was a deflated balloon of a person, with a big monster of hurt in front of me.

It's usually better to focus on partying and let the other stuff take care of itself.

To gain the book, one must give up all hope for the book. It is the only way the book can get written.

I don't shoot kittens with balls of wool. I don't shoot sunsets. What draws me? Ironic, surreal, unexplained, timely moments.

We must abolish nuclear weapons, or they will abolish us.

Each acoustic guitar has its own character and personality. On a particular day, I might pick one up and start noodling around, looking for some emotional content in the chords.

The goal of every married couple, indeed, every Christian home, should be to make Christ the Head, the Counselor and the Guide.

But meditate now on steadfastness and clarity, and let those be the wings that lift and soar through the celestial spheres.

My temptation is quiet. Here at life's end Neither loose imagination Nor the mill of the mind Consuming its rag and bone, Can make the truth known.