Unfortunately justice is the train that's nearly always late.
When there is freedom of speech, I've found that the majority of people really have nothing to say.
In any man who dies there dies with him his first snow and kiss and fight... Not people die but worlds die in them.
He who is conceived in a cage, yearns for the cage.
Character begins to form at the first pinch of anxiety about ourselves.
Only when the sense of the pain of others begins does man begin