There is only one way to achieve happiness on this terrestrial ball, and that is to have either a clear conscience or none at all.
When a thing is said to be not worth refuting you may be sure that either it is flagrantly stupid – in which case all comment is superfluous – or it is something formidable, the very crux of the problem.
But whether the Constitution really be one thing, or another, this much is certain – that it has either authorized such a government as we have had, or has been powerless to prevent it. In either case, it is unfit to exist.
Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god.
Childbirth is more admirable than conquest, more amazing than self-defense, and as courageous as either one.
Now one of two things is true: Either a republic is a desirable form of government, or else it is not.
The fanatic is incorruptible: if he kills for an idea, he can just as well get himself killed for one; in either case, tyrant or martyr, he is a monster.
I believe that all poetry is formal in that it exists within limits, limits that are either inherited by tradition or limits that language itself imposes.
The force of the blow depends on the resistance. It is sometimes better not to struggle against temptation. Either fly or yield at once.
In oneself lies the whole world and if you know how to look and learn, the door is there and the key is in your hand. Nobody on earth can give you either the key or the door to open, except yourself.