He couldn't seem to get his teeth into anything. Except books. The things in books was darn near more real to him than the things breathing and eating.

. . .sometimes reading the same page over and over, until one sleepy afternoon something clicked, like a lock unlocking, and she saw those printed doors swing open on a vast house of words.

i know for sure, to be a leader i have to be a reader

I wish I knew the good of wishing.

Imagination is not the exclusive appanage of artists, but belongs in varying degrees to all men.

Try to keep an open mind.

Take a stand and command to demand what's grand.

There is no expeditious road To pack and label men for God, And save them by the barrel-load. Some may perchance, with strange surprise, Have blundered into Paradise.

The wrath of God burns against them, their damnation does not slumber; the pit is prepared, the fire is made ready, the furnace is now hot, ready to receive them; the flames do now rage and glow.

Labour, because it chose to remain unintelligent, either became subservient, or insolently believed in damaging the capitalists' goods and machinery or even in killing the capitalists.

Nothing wrong with appearing to be a fool, if what you are doing is intelligent.

Religion stalks across the face of human history, knee-deep in the blood of innocents, clasping its red hands in hymns of praise to an approving God.