Is love supposed to last throughout all time, or is it like trains changing at random stops. If I loved her, how could I leave her? If I felt that way then, how come I don't feel anything now?
He will always be a slave who does not know how to live upon a little.
We learn something every day, and lots of times it's that what we learned the day before was wrong.
To be willing to die for an idea is to set a rather high price on conjecture.
Turbulence is life force. It is opportunity. Let's love turbulence and use it for change.
My theology, briefly, is that the universe was dictated but not signed.
There are always survivors at a massacre. Among the victors, if nowhere else.
Shake off all the fears of servile prejudices, under which weak minds are servilely crouched. Fix reason firmly in her seat, and call on her tribunal for every fact, every opinion. Question with boldness even the existence of a God; because, if there be one, he must more approve of the homage of reason than that of blindfolded fear.
I was as scared as I'd ever been. There was screaming everywhere now, and more bodies on the floor, and the press from behind was as relentless as a bulldozer. It was all I could do to keep on my feet.