Are we all bubbles blown by a baby?

Crime and bad lives are the measure of a State's failure, all crime in the end is the crime of the community.

After people have repeated a phrase a great number of times, they begin to realize it has meaning and may even be true.

There is nothing in machinery, there is nothing in embankments and railways and iron bridges and engineering devices to oblige them to be ugly. Ugliness is the measure of imperfection.

The professional military mind is by necessity an inferior and unimaginative mind; no man of high intellectual quality would willingly imprison his gifts in such a calling.

It is when suffering finds a voice and sets our nerves quivering that this pity comes troubling us.

It is not much good thinking of a thing unless you think it out.