Hell is not to love anymore.

Justice in the hands of the powerful is merely a governing system like any other. Why call it justice?

It's a fine thing to rise above pride, but you must have pride in order to do so.

Hell is not to love anymore.

Fear, true fear, is a savage frenzy. Of all the insanities of which we are capable, it is surely the cruelest. There is naught to equal its drive, and naught can survive its thrust.

The first sign of corruption in a society that is still alive is that the end justifies the means.

But I shall give less thought to the future, I shall work in the present. I feel such work is within my power. For I only succeed in small things, and when I am tried by anxiety, I am bound to say it is the small joys that release me.