The flesh surrenders itself. Eternity takes back its own. Our bodies stirred these waters briefly, danced with a certain intoxication before the love of life and self, dealt with a few strange ideas, then submitted to the instruments of Time. What can we say of this? I occurred. I am not...yet, I occurred.

Beaurocracy destroys initiative.

You see, gentlemen, they have something to die for. They've discovered they're a people. They're awakening.

Belief can be manipulated. Only knowledge is dangerous.

When you imagine mistakes, there can be no self-defense.

All governments suffer a recurring problem: Power attracts pathological personalities. It is not that power corrupts but that it is magnetic to the corruptible.

Any man who retreats into a cave which has only one opening deserves to die.