Democracy does not race, it reaches the finish slowly but surely.

If society gives up the right to impose the death penalty, then self-help will appear again and personal vendettas will be around the corner.

In art, the best is good enough.

If we are out of synch with ourselves, everything is out of synch for us.

Hatred is a heavy burden. It sinks the heart deep in the breast, and lies like a tombstone on all joys.

Only law can give us freedom.

The confidant of my vices is my master, though he were my valet.