Even though human life may be the most precious thing on earth, we always behave as if there were something of higher value than human life.

What sets men at variance is but the treachery of language, for always they desire the same things.

What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step. It is always the same step, but you have to take it.

I saw the sunset forty-four times!

What do we mean by setting a man free? You cannot free a man who dwells in a desert and is an unfeeling brute.

He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.

We understand … that what constitutes the dignity of a craft is that it creates a fellowship, that it binds men together and fashions for them a common language.