Where a harsh law rules, people yearn for lawlessness.

In a war of ideas it is people who get killed.

You cannot play the Song of Freedom on an instrument of oppression.

When you jump for joy, beware that no one moves the ground from beneath your feet.

The moment of recognizing your own lack of talent is a flash of genius.

Is it progress if a cannibal uses a knife and fork?

Let him who is without guilt cast the first stone. A trap. Because then he will be no longer without guilt.