To lose the touch of flowers and women's hands is the supreme separation.
There is no fate that cannot be surmounted by scorn.
What would become of the world if the condemned started to confide their heartaches to the executioners?
It is in the thick of calamity that one gets hardened to the truth - in other words, to silence.
There is no more futile punishment than futile and hopeless labor.
Liberty is dangerous, as hard to get along with as it is exciting.