We'll have freedom, love and health/When the grand red flag is flying, In the Workers' Commonwealth.

I have nothing to say for myself, only that I have always tried to make this earth a little bit better

It was like wondering how evil had come into the world or what happens to a person after he dies: an interesting philosophical exercise, but also curiously pointless, since evil and death happened, regardless of the why and the how and what-it-meant.

You can't let facts get in the way of the truth.

Who knows what may lie around the next corner? There may be a window somewhere ahead. It may look out on a field of sunflowers.

Horror was rooted in sympathy . . . in understanding what it would be like to suffer the worst.

The best way to get even with anyone is to put them in the rearview mirror on your way to something better.