To the militant, identity is everything.

To paraphrase several sages: Nobody can think and hit someone at the same time.

Compassion is an unstable emotion. It needs to be translated into action, or it withers.

Photographs objectify: they turn an event or a person into something that can be possessed.

[O]ne person's 'barbarian' is another person's 'just doing what everybody else is doing.

Is there an antidote to the perennial seductiveness of war? And is this a question a woman is more likely to pose than a man? (Probably yes.)

Narratives can make us understand. Photographs do something else: they haunt us.

No "we" should be taken for granted when the subject is looking at other people's pain.

It is intolerable to have one's sufferings twinned with anybody else's.

To set their sufferings alongside the sufferings of another people was to compare them (which hell was worse?), demoting Sarajevo's martyrdom to a mere instance.

With time, many staged photographs turn back into historical evidence, albeit of an impure kind - like most historical evidence.

Humans are born to build something outrageous.

Just like your father, Ryan—blunt, abrasive and cursing like a sailor.” He moved closer until he was just inches from him and added with a wink, “Everything I liked about him.

Get Ready, Get Ready!

Faith is not contrary to reason.

You know that being an American is more than a matter of where your parents came from. It is a belief that all men are created free and equal and that everyone deserves an even break.

I have already explained to you that what is out of the common is usually a guide rather than a hindrance.

The trade unions and the Labour Party... failed miserably. Instead of giving concrete support, and calling upon workers to take industrial action, they did nothing.

To the primitive mind, everything is either friendly or hostile; but experience has shown that friendliness and hostility are not the conceptions by which the world is to be understood.

All that is good is ours not by right but by the sheer bounty of a gracious God

A little science. A little magic. A little chicken soup.