when you judge the power that is in a person, you must judge their capacities as both friend and as enemy.

One of the ironies of courage, and the reason why we prize it so highly, is that we find it easier to be brave for someone else than we do for ourselves alone.

you can't kill love. you can't even kill it with hate. you can kill in-love, and loving, and even loveliness. you can kill them all, or numb them into dense, leaden regret, but you can't kill love itself. love is the passionate search for a truth other than your own; and once you feel it, honestly and completely, love is forever. every act of love, every moment of the heart reaching out, is a part of the universal good: it's a part of God, or what we call God, and it can never die.

Good soldiers are defined by what they can endure, not by what they can inflict.

Poverty and pride are devoted blood brothers until one, always and inevitably, kills the other.

Love is the opposite of power. That's why we fear it so much.

Nothing ever fits the palm so perfectly, or feels so right, or inspires so much protective instinct as the hand of a child