It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.

The further a society drifts from truth the more it will hate those who speak it.

The most effective way to destroy people is to deny and obliterate their own understanding of their history.

The people will believe what the media tells them they believe.

The past was erased, the erasure was forgotten, the lie became the truth.

If liberty means anything at all, it means the right to tell people what they do not want to hear.

All tyrannies rule through fraud and force, but once the fraud is exposed they must rely exclusively on force.

Journalism is printing what someone else does not want printed: everything else is public relations.

So much of left-wing thought is a kind of playing with fire by people who don't even know that fire is hot.

It's frightful that people who are so ignorant should have so much influence.

People sleep peaceably in their beds at night only because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf.

None can sense more deeply than you artists, ingenious creators of beauty that you are, something of the pathos with which God at the dawn of creation looked upon the work of his hands.

My tattoos, like most people's, were reminders, badges of personal experiences. Yes, I might wear them on my skin for the world to see, but their meaning was a little too personal.

I had a number of very strong personalities in my family. My father was a concert flutist, the solo flute for Toscanini.

I learned that night that love is never as ferocious as when you think it is going to leave you. We are not always allowed this knowledge, and so our love sometimes becomes retrospective.

A trial without witnesses, when it involves a criminal accusation, a criminal matter, is not a true trial.

White people set goals, rappers 'chase paper', and the Chinese are too busy doing both to talk about either one.

Thanksgiving is the most complicated meal you can think of. Every night, dinner is just pasta. It's just different shapes of pasta.

But the cause for which we fought was higher; our thought wider... That thought was our power.

Oh, humiliation is poisonous. Its one of the deepest pains of being human.

Everyone has Love towards some thing or other, and that Love is a spark of the Divine; everyone has ultimately to base his life on some one Truth; that Truth is God.