In politics, love is a stranger, and when it intrudes upon it nothing is being achieved except hypocrisy.

The sad truth is that most evil is done by people who never make up their minds to be good or evil.

When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men and women stand as a vanguard against abuse.

Politically, the weakness of the argument has always been that those who choose the lesser evil forget very quickly that they chose evil.

This is the precept by which I have lived: Prepare for the worst; expect the best; and take what comes.

The greatest enemy of authority, therefore, is contempt, and the surest way to undermine it is laughter.

One of the greatest advantages of the totalitarian elites of the twenties and thirties was to turn any statement of fact into a question of motive.

There is a strange interdependence between thoughtlessness and evil.

Forgiveness is the key to action and freedom.

There are no dangerous thoughts; thinking itself is dangerous.

Only the hypocrite is really rotten to the core.

You know you've achieved perfection in design, not when you have nothing more to add, but when you have nothing more to take away.

You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.

I know nothing that can so comfort the soul, so calm the swelling billows of grief and sorrow, so speak peace to the winds of trial, as a devout musing upon the subject of the Godhead.

What doesn't kill you, makes you fat.

Not only is your story worth telling, but it can be told in words so painstakingly eloquent that it becomes a song.

I'm developing a mild rash at the idea of "plugging" anything, because it's not how I roll.

I remember the day my mother died, and it's still hard to talk about it. I just blocked it out.

In the late '60s and '70s, when feminism was on the up sweep, there was an awareness of things that we're losing again.

It will not do to depend on the mind alone.

Microsoft stepping in is the symptom, not the disease.