Saints should always be judged guilty until they are proved innocent.
In moments of crisis one is never fighting against an external enemy but always against one's own body.
It was not the man's brain that was speaking; it was his larynx.
Her feelings were her own, and could not be altered from outside. It would not have occurred to her that an action which is ineffectual thereby becomes meaningless. If you loved someone, you loved him, and when you had nothing else to give, you still gave him love.
In a time of universal deceit - telling the truth is a revolutionary act.
It was like swimming against a current that swept you backwards however hard you struggled, and then suddenly deciding to turn round and go with the current instead of opposing it. Nothing had changed except your own attitude: the predestined thing happened in any case.