Conquer with forbearanceThe excesses of insolence.

It is compassion, the most gracious of virtues, Which moves the world.

Make foes of bowmen if you must, Never of penmen.

Great wealth, like a crowd at a concert, Gathers and melts.

Those who have wisdom have all:Fools with all have nothing.

I never saw Death before, and now I seeThat it is warring eyes in a woman's form.

When the rare chance comes, seize itTo do the rare deed.

It is politics to please and hoodwink thoseWho flatter but despise us.

Those are fools however learnedWho have not learned to walk with the world.

Fame is a jealous mistressAnd will brook no rival.

The immoral can no more earn respectThan the envious be rich.

There are just some things that are outside of comprehension, even if we can quantify them. At some point, science becomes magic.

Colors pursue me like a constant worry. They even worry me in my sleep.

The Black Keys is just a band that wants to get on stage and rock it.

Barbarity, caprice; these qualities, however nominally disguised, we may universally observe from the ruling character of the deity in all regular religions.

The oldest, wisest politician grows not more human so, but is merely a gray wharf rat at last.

I always like to associate with a lot of priests because it makes me understand anti-clerical things so well.

I don't want to claim that God is on our side. As Abraham Lincoln told us, I want to pray humbly that we are on God's side.

I love art. But I love it because it is the expression of a living philosophy. It's the leftovers. Art is what's left over from life.

Bourgeois society stands at the crossroads, either transition to socialism or regression into barbarism.

Government, even in its best state, is but a necessary evil; in its worst state, an intolerable one.