For a time, I believed not in God nor Santa Claus, but in mermaids. They seemed as logical and possible to me as the brittle twig of a seahorse in the zoo aquarium or the skates lugged up on the lines of cursing Sunday fishermen – skates the shape of old pillowslips with the full, coy lips of women.
For nearly 2,000 years, most people assumed that the only sources of tradition about Jesus and his disciples were the four gospels in the New Testament.
Whether in chains or in laurels, liberty knows nothing but victories.
The glory that goes with wealth is fleeting and fragile; virtue is a possession glorious and eternal.
While we are making up our minds as to when we shall begin, the opportunity is lost.
Wanton killing of innocent civilians is terrorism, not a war against terrorism.
The United States Government has placed me on no-fly lists.
Education is our only political safety. Outside of this ark all is deluge.
My strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is pure.
Generosity is nothing else than a craze to possess. All which I abandon, all which I give, I enjoy in a higher manner through the fact that I give it away. To give is to enjoy possessively the object which one gives.