People are annoyed with the Chinese for not respecting more human rights. But with a population that size it's very difficult to have the same attitude to human rights.

I imagine hell like this: Italian punctuality, German humour and English wine.

Once we are destined to live out our lives in the prison of our mind, our duty is to furnish it well.

The point of living, and of being an optimist, is to be foolish enough to believe the best is yet to come.

Beliefs are what divide people. Doubt unites them.

Intelligent or not, we all make mistakes and perhaps the intelligent mistakes are the worst, because so much careful thought has gone into them.

As I grow older I find that though I think I'm saying the same things as I always did, people listen to me more.