I thought: hope cannot be said to exist, nor can it be said not to exist. It is just like roads across the earth. For actually the earth had no roads to begin with, but when many men pass one way, a road is made.

I have a dream that I will fulfill. And nothing else will distract me from my path.

It is in the nature of things that some people should be unlucky enough to get their heads chopped off.

Like students going to school, the planes on their bombing missions fly over Beijing each morning. And each time I hear their engines attack the air I feel a certain slight tension, as if I were witnessing the invasion of Death, though this heightens my consciousness of the existence of Life.

If men refuse to be kindled, sparks can only burn themselves out, just as paper images and carriages burn out on the street during funerals.

Lies written in ink cannot disguise facts written in blood.

But anyone who thinks themselves genuinely unbiased is bound to be taken in.