It has been said that Poland is dead, exhausted, enslaved, but here is the proof of her life and triumph.

I go to church because I am a skeptic in regard to my own skepticism.

There is within us a moral instinct which forbids us to rejoice at the death of even an enemy.

Every novelist should write something for children at least once in his lifetime.

In the presence of the storm, thunderbolts, hurricane, rain, darkness, and the lions, which might be concealed but a few paces away, he felt disarmed and helpless.

England is never in a hurry because she is eternal.

Nevertheless, in this sea of human wretchedness and malice there bloomed at times compassion, as a pale flower blooms in a putrid marsh.