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

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

Faith is not a thing which one loses, we merely cease to shape our lives by it.

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.

I know the compassion of others is a relief at first. I don't despise it. But it can't quench pain, it slips through your soul as through a sieve. And when our suffering has been dragged from one pity to another, as from one mouth to another, we can no longer respect or love it.

A thought which does not result in an action is nothing much, and an action which does not proceed from a thought is nothing at all.

When writing of oneself one should show no mercy. Yet why at the first attempt to discover one's own truth does all inner strength seem to melt away in floods of self-pity and tenderness and rising tears?