The spirit was willing but the flesh was weak.

Humans live in a pit of cheating, exploiting, hurting, incarcerating. Every time, the species wastes some part of what it could be. This waste is poisonous.

If war's first victim is truth, its second is clerical efficiency.

Gosh. The subjunctive is always the first to go.

I believe death is only a door. One closes, and another opens. If I were to imagine heaven, I would imagine a door opening. And he would be waiting for me there.

You can maintain power over people, as long as you give them something. Rob a man of everything, and that man will no longer be in your power.

I have always preferred maps to books. They don't answer you back.