If a pig goes upon the threshing-floor, or a field, or a garden, and the owner of the meadow, or the field, or the garden smites it so that it die, he shall give it back to its owner; but if he does not give it back, he becomes a thief.

I think you don't grow up until you stop worrying about other people's purposes or lack of them and find the purposes you believe in for yourself.

I am especially grateful, however, to have known the fifties, before we began to poison our own civilization - or at least before the effects of the poison began to be felt.

He kissed her and killed her then dumped her body in the river.

I have lived in the only decades I could have lived in, and hope to live through at least a few more.

You who speak languages, you are such liars.

Before we are citizens, we are children, and it is as children that we come to understand freedom and authority, liberty and duty.