All government, indeed every human benefit and enjoyment, every virtue, and every prudent act, is founded on compromise and barter.

The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.

Nobody made a greater mistake than he who did nothing because he could do only a little.

Those who don't know history are destined to repeat it.

The hottest fires in hell are reserved for those who remain neutral in times of moral crisis.

Silence is golden but when it threatens your freedom it's yellow.

In a democracy, the majority of the citizens is capable of exercising the most cruel oppressions upon the minority.

It is a general popular error to suppose the loudest complainers for the public to be the most anxious for its welfare.

When you fear something, learn as much about it as you can. Knowledge conquers fear.

Mere parsimony is not economy. Expense, and great expense, may be an essential part in true economy.

The Fate of good men who refuse to become involved in politics is to be ruled by evil men.

After being around such crazy people, how could I not change too?

To minimize hatred and oppression, our love roots must be deep and solid.

Capitalists grow wealth. Socialists redistribute wealth.... but population grows, so the Socialist population control kicks in in the form of eugenics.

We believe that preparation eradicates cowardice, which we define as the failure to act in the midst of fear.

Talent is required, but much of writing is a matter of craft, which develops with time, attention, patience and practice, like playing an instrument or learning to dance.

Once a person says, "This is who I really am, what I am all about, what I was really meant to do," it is easier to decide how to spend one's time.

If we believe that the sun and moon hang in the sky for our delight, there will be joy upon the hills and gladness in the fields.

If you think about it, fiction is nothing more than gossip about the people you've made up.

You take everything I've made the last 16 years. I'll take my freedom.

Now old desire doth in his deathbed lie, And young affection gapes to be his heir; That fair for which love groan'd for and would die, With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair.