The first time it was reported that our friends were being butchered there was a cry of horror. Then a hundred were butchered. But when a thousand were butchered and there was no end to the butchery, a blanket of silence spread. When evil-doing comes like falling rain, nobody calls out "stop!" When crimes begin to pile up they become invisible. When sufferings become unendurable the cries are no longer heard. The cries, too, fall like rain in summer.

Love is also like a coconut which is good while it is fresh, but you have to spit it out when the juice is gone, what's left tastes bitter.

Intelligence is not to make no mistakes, but quickly to see how to make them good.

For the villainy of the world is great, and a man has to run his legs off to keep them from being stolen out fom underneath him.

It was never decreed that a god mustn't pay hotel bills.

One must live well to know what living is.

Impact lies in the vicinity of mistakes.