... the ears of the hunted grow even keener than a hunter's.

... most people are dead, and none of them seem to mind it. One hears a great many complaints about life, doesn't one? And there are people I know who would certainly grumble -- however dead they were -- if there were anything to grumble at.

It is you men who make war! ... We, who have children, would never make it! Why should a woman be broken up in pain, to give her child life, only to see him carried away from her, to make food for guns?

Truth is no man's slave - but lies - what magnificent servants they make.

To see a shadow and think it is a tree that is a pity; but to see a tree and to think it a shadow can be fatal.

All persecution is a sign of fear; for if we did not fear the power of an opinion different from our own, we should not mind others holding it.

Our responsibility to ourselves comes first -- because in a sense what one is oneself is the responsibility that one has for others!