Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time; as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, warm and racy: read more

Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time; as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, warm and racy: its after-flavor, metallic and corroding, gave me a sensation as if I had been poisoned.

Teach thy tongue to say I do not know and thou shalt progress.

Teach thy tongue to say I do not know and thou shalt progress.

It contains a misleading impression, not a lie. It was being economical with the truth.

It contains a misleading impression, not a lie. It was being economical with the truth.

One might as well try to ride two horses moving in different directions, as to try to maintain in equal read more

One might as well try to ride two horses moving in different directions, as to try to maintain in equal force two opposing or contradictory sets of desires.

Sin brought death, and death will disappear with the disappearance of sin.

Sin brought death, and death will disappear with the disappearance of sin.

No man ever became great or good except through many and great mistakes.

No man ever became great or good except through many and great mistakes.

In cities no one is quiet but many are lonely; in the country, people are quiet but few are lonely.

In cities no one is quiet but many are lonely; in the country, people are quiet but few are lonely.

In really hard times the rules of the game are altered. The inchoate mass begins to stir. It becomes potent, read more

In really hard times the rules of the game are altered. The inchoate mass begins to stir. It becomes potent, and when it strikes, it strikes with incredible emphasis. Those are the rare occasions when a national will emerges from the scattered, specialized, or indifferent blocs of voters who ordinarily elect the politicians. Those are for good or evil the great occasions in a nation's history.

I write about violence as naturally as Jane Austen wrote about manners. Violence shapes and obsesses our society, and if read more

I write about violence as naturally as Jane Austen wrote about manners. Violence shapes and obsesses our society, and if we do not stop being violent we have no future.