Today is, after all, today, but yesterday is of the same substance as tomorrow.

Two soldiers and a villain are enough to blow up the rights of the citizens.

Why does the past look so enticing to us? For the same reason why from a distance a meadow with flowers looks like a flower bed.

The state has no religion for the simple reason that it has each and everyone.

Just as the queen bee, the highest-ranking, peerless creature of her hive, is surrounded by lowly drones to please her, whereas the workers produce honey, the same way is the one who sits on the throne an equal only to himself, and no one's companion.

It is not a matter of desire, but of coercion and duty.

Morality, a muzzle for the will; logic, a climbing iron for the mind.