There are two ways of getting home; and one of them is to stay there.

It was the people who did not care who filled the world with fire and oppression. It was the hands of the indifferent that lit the faggots; it was the hands of the indifferent that turned the rack.

When you have really exhausted an experience you always reverence and love it.

The issue is now clear. It is between light and darkness and everyone must choose his side.

Poets do not go mad, but chess players do.

Paradox - Truth standing on her head to get attention.

This is, first and last, the real value of Christmas; in so far as the mythology remains at all it is a kind of happy mythology. Personally, of course, I believe in Santa Claus; but it is the season of forgiveness, and I will forgive others for not doing so.