Kill One Man, And You Are Murderer.

There Are Moments When Very Little Truth Would Be Enough To Shape Opinion. One Might Be Hated At Extremely Low Cost.

One Kills A Man, One Is An Assassin; One Kills Millions, One Is A Conqueror; One Kills Everybody, One Is A God.

To Love An Idea Is To Love It A Little More Than One Should.

Falsity Cannot Keep An Idea From Being Beautiful; There Are Certain Errors Of Such Ingenuity That One Could Regret Their Not Ranking Among The Achievements Of The Human Mind.

We Find It Easy To Believe That Praise Is Sincere: Why Should Anyone Lie In Telling Us The Truth?