Sacredness grew like a pearl, sometimes around the most unlikely bits of grit.

Nothing's free and only the cheaper things can be bought with money.

Strange, isn't it, that it's always more difficult to talk people out of killing each other than into it?

Bad writers have influences. Good writers steal.

Sometimes the harshest lessons were the most valuable.

There is a technical term for someone who confuses the opinions of a character in a book with those of the author. That term is idiot.

Because those events are so real that they cast their shadow forward and backwards through all time, whenever men think of these matters at all. Even if they are mired in ignorace, they will see...fragments of the Truth, as men imprisoned in a cave see shadows cast by the sun. Likewise, all men derive their moral intuitions from God; how not? There is no other source, just as there is no other way to make a wheel than to make it round.