A meek fellow ... is a real godsend in any gang.

We are so attached to the earth, and yet we are incapable of holding onto it.

Pride grows in the human heart like lard on a pig.

If you wanted to put the world to rights, who should you begin with: yourself or others?

Talent is always conscious of its own abundance, and does not object to sharing.

We have arrived at an intellectual chaos.

Bless you, prison, for having been in my life!