You love your work. God help you, you love it! And thats the curse. That's the brand on your forehead for all of them to see. You love it and they know it, and they know they have you. Do you ever look at the people in the street? Aren't you afraid of them? I am. They move past you and they wear hats and they carry bundles. But that's not the substance of them. The substance of them is hatred for any man who loves his work. That's the only kind they fear. I don't know why

When you see corruption being rewarded and honesty becoming a self-sacrifice, you may know that your society is doomed

I am only concerned with politics so I may see the day when I don't have to be concerned with politics.

The right of a nation to determine its own form of government does not include the right to establish a slave society (that is, to legalize the enslavement of some men by others). There is no such thing as "the right to enslave." A nation can do it, just as a man can become a criminal- but neither can do it by right.

Let us destroy, but don't let us pretend that we are commiting an act of virtue.

to rest one's case on faith means to concede that reason is on the side of one's enemies- that one has no rational arguments to offer.

She knew that she could not have reached this white serenity except as the sum of all the colors, of all the violence she had known.