There's something dreadfully decisive about a beheading.

There's something dreadfully decisive about a beheading.

No one yet knows what a man's province is, and how far that province, as conceived of today, is artificial.

Subjection of any kind and in any place is beneath the dignity of man ... the highest joy is to fight by the side of those who for any reason of their own making or ours, are unable to develop to full human stature.

Like all my family and class, I considered it a sign of weakness to show affection; to have been caught kissing my mother would have been a disgrace, and to have shown affection for my father would have been a disaster.

For the first week of the Sian events I was a first aid worker in the streets of Sian.

I feel like a person living on the brink of a volcano crater.