The Only Real Progress Lies In Learning

There Is Not A Single True Work Of Art That Has Not In The End Added To The Inner Freedom Insight And Life Of Each Person Who Has Known And Loved It.

For Ever, I Shall Be A Stranger To Myself.

We Used To Wonder Where War Lived, What It Was That Made It So Vile. And Now We Realize That We Know Where It Lives... Inside Ourselves.

We Are Condemned To Live Together.

Truth Is Not A Virtue, But A Passion. It Is Never Charitable.