The strength of weak people constantly appalls me. Have you ever seen a vine kill an oak tree? Deadly.

People don't really change. Not fundamentally. When they surprise us, it is because we failed to recognize their potentialities.

You can't remain inactive in the face of injustice without, to some extent, being guilty of it.

People who praise illness as bringing out the best in people ought to have their heads examined. Pain forces you to think about yourself, directs your interest to your own body and what is happening to it. You don't reach out benevolently, filled with good will for others. You don't seem to care enough. Pain makes you a little person, not a big one, and not a nice one, except perhaps in the case of saints, and I've never known one.

gossip is just the small change of conversation.

Hatred is one of the poisons; like jaundice, it alters the true colors of things.

Every murder strikes at the heart of civilization; it is an attack on all mankind.