Things start out as hopes and end up as habits.

Unjust. How many times I've used that word, scolded myself with it. All I mean by it now is that I don't have the final courage to say that I refuse to preside over violations against myself, and to hell with justice.

Cynicism is an unpleasant way of saying the truth.

Lonely. I always thought loneliness meant alone, without people. It means something else.

History is made by masses of people. One man, or ten men, don't start the earthquakes and don't stop them either. Only hero worshipers and ignorant historians think they do.

I'm too old to recover, too narrow to forgive myself.

some people are democrats by choice, and some by necessity.