Only in growth, reform, and change, paradoxically enough, is true security to be found.

Most people want security in this world, not liberty.

People wish to learn to swim and at the same time to keep one foot on the ground.

Happy he whoe'er, content with the common lot, with safe breeze hugs the shore, and, fearing to trust his skiff to the wider sea, with unambitious oar keeps close to the land.

To keep oneself safe does not mean to bury oneself.

National security rests on the credible threat of a form of warfare universally condemned since the Dark Ages, the wholesale slaughter of noncombatants.

The mouse that hath but one hole is quickly taken.

Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature.

Some people are making such thorough preparation for rainy days that they aren't enjoying today's sunshine.

Insurance policies never cover what is happening.