I had no particular desire to enlighten them, but I had some difficulty in restraining myself from laughing in their faces, so full of stupid importance.

The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.

They talk of a man betraying his country, his friends, his sweetheart. There must be a moral bond first. All a man can betray is his conscience.

A man's real life is that accorded to him in the thoughts of other men by reason of respect or natural love.

My task, which I am trying to achieve is, by the power of the written word, to make you hear, to make you feel--it is, before all, to make you see.

A word carries far, very far, deals destruction through time as the bullets go flying through space.

Facing it, always facing it, that's the way to get through. Face it.