He saw on the paper a picture of a man, white-skinned, who hung upon a crosspiece of wood. The man was without clothes except for a bit about his loins, and to all appearences he was dead, since his head drooped upon his shoulder and his eyes were closed above his bearded lips. Wang Lung looked at the pictured man in horror and with increasing interest.

Nothing is menial where there is love.

Self-expression must pass into communication for its fulfillment.

People don't care to read what they already think or what any people think - they know all that well enough. They want to know what they ought to think.

When we define democracy now it must still be as a thing hoped for but not seen.

Upon the profound discontent of the young in every country do I set my faith. I beg you, the young, to be discontented. I pray that you may rebel against what is wrong, not with feeble negative complaining but with strong positive assertion of what is right for all humanity.

I feel no need for any other faith than my faith in human beings.