No human being, man, woman, or child, may safely be entrusted to the power of another; for no human being may safely be trusted with absolute power.

Anyone who has not known that inestimable privilege can possibly realize what good fortune it is to grow up in a home where there are grandparents.

What its children become, that will the community become.

There is nothing more innately human than the tendency to transmute what has become customary into what has been divinely ordained.

Until economic freedom is attained for everybody, there can be no real freedom for anybody.

Laws are felt only when the individual comes into conflict with them.

Most people, no doubt, when they espouse human rights, make their own mental reservations about the proper application of the word "human."

the desire to enforce our own moral and spiritual criteria upon posterity is quite as strong as the desire to enforce them upon contemporaries.

People never move towards revolution; they are pushed towards it by intolerable injustices in the economic and social order under which they live.

It is necessary to grow accustomed to freedom before one may walk in it sure-footedly.

All political and religious systems have their root and their strength in the innate conservatism of the human mind, and its intense fear of autonomy.

Nothing works without God working in your favor.

It was like setting up a guillotine in the public square.You don't expect a thousand people to line up to put their heads in it.

For so many people, television and movies may be the only way they understand people who aren't like them.

I've been a compulsive reader for as long as I can remember.

Every day is a renewal, every morning the daily miracle. This joy you feel is life.

Forget the books you want to write. Think only of the book you are writing.

Well, gentlemen, life's just one damn thing after another.

It is true intelligence for a man to take a subject that is mysterious and great in itself and to unfold and simplify it so that a child can understand it.

The fears of what may come to pass, I cast them all away, Among the clover scented grass, Among the new-mown hay.

Positioned on my dresser, that white-as-snow rose is a personal message to me. It speaks of unfinished business. It whispers, I can find you. I can reach you. Perhaps I am watching you now.