I have no idea what's awaiting me, or what will happen when this all ends. For the moment I know this: there are sick people and they need curing.

One leader, one people, signifies one master and millions of slaves.

So the thing that bothered me most was that the condemned man had to hope the machine would work the first time.

Believe me, for certain men at least, not taking what one doesn't desire is the hardest thing in the world.

Somebody has to have the last word. If not, every argument could be opposed by another and we'd never be done with it.

Politics and the fate of mankind are formed by men without ideals and without greatness. Those who have greatness within them do not go in for politics.

...we rarely confide in those who are better than we. Rather, we are more inclined to flee their society. Most often, on the other hand, we confess to those who are like us and who share our weaknesses. Hence we don't want to improve ourselves and be bettered, for we should first have to be judged in default. We merely wish to be pitied and encouraged in the course we have chosen. In short, we should like, at the same time, to cease being guilty and yet not to make the effort of cleansing ourselves.