Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions
The paradise of the rich is made out of the hell of the poor.
Men like me are impossible until the day when they become necessary.
There is but one way of refusing To-morrow, that is to die.
There is no distress so complete but that even in the most critical moments the inexplicable sunrise of hope is seen in its depths.
When you get an idea into your head you find it in everything.