Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides.

History is the propaganda of the victors.

We have roots that grow towards each other underground. And when all the pretty blossom has fallen from our branches we find that we are one tree and not two.

...but then the general trouble with ignorance is always that the ignorant person has no idea that that's what they are. You can be ignorant and stupid and go through your whole life without ever encountering any evidence against the hypothesis that you're a genius.

Women only nag when they feel unappreciated.

How strange that the world should change because of words, and words change because of the world

The real index of civilization is when people are kinder than they need to be.