It takes two to make a murder. There are born victims, born to have their throats cut, as the cut-throats are born to be hanged.

When the sun rises, it rises for everyone.

If the men of the Middle Ages... lived in filth and discomfort, it was not for any lack of ability to change their mode of life; it was because they chose to live this way, because filth and discomfort fitted in with their principles and prejudices, political, moral, and religious.... It was in the power of medieval... craftsmen to create armchairs and sofas that might have rivaled in comfort those of today

We don't want to change. Every change is a menace to stability.

I don't care where I'm from, nor where I'm going. From hell to hell.

There is something curiously boring about somebody else's happiness.

It’s embarrassing to tell you this, but it seems to come down mostly to just learning to be kinder.