How far we travel in life matters far less than those we meet along the way.

More history's made by secret handshakes than by battles, bills, and proclamations.

Is a man a salvage at heart, skinned o'er with fragile Manners? Or is salvagery but a faint taint in the natural man's gentility, which erupts now and again like pimples on an angel's arse?

It is often pleasant to stone a martyr, no matter how much we may admire him.

Tis e'er the wont of simple folk to prize the deed and o'erlook the motive, and of learned folk to discount the deed and lay open the soul of the doer.

Nothing is intrinsically valuable; the value of everything is attributed to it, assigned to it from outside the thing itself, by people.

My feeling about technique in art is that it has about the same value as technique in lovemaking. Heartfelt ineptitude has its appeal and so does heartless skill; but what you want is passionate virtuosity.

More history is made by secret handshakes than by battles, bills and proclamations.

The horror of our history has purged me of opinions.

Tis e'er the lot of the innocent in the world, to fly to the wolf for succor from the lion.