Such joy ambition finds.

Virtue is its own reward, but then so is sin!

What the discordant harmony of circumstances would and could effect. [Lat., Quid velit et possit rerum concordia discors.]

A house is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.

The twig is so easily bended I have banished the rule and the rod: I have taught them the goodness of knowledge, They have taught me the goodness of God; My heart is the dungeon of darkness, When I shut them for breaking a rule; My frown is sufficient correction; My love is the law of the school.

Man is the only animal that can remain on friendly terms with the victims he intends to eat until he eats them.

The war for liberty never ends. One day liberty has to be defended against the power of wealth, on another day against the intrigues of politicians, on another against the dead hand of bureaucrats, on another against the patrioter and the militarist, on another against the profiteer, and then against the hysteria and the passions of the mobs, against obscurantism and stupidity, against the criminal and against the overrighteous. In this campaign every civilized man is enlisted till he dies, and he only has known the full joy of living who somewhere and at some time has struck a decisive blow for the freedom of the human spirit.

If you judge people you have no time to love them.

The man who lets himself be bored is even more contemptible than the bore.

It is the fortunate who should extol fortune.

As men, we are all equal in the presence of death.

Not a shred of evidence exists in favor of the idea that life is serious.

One should either be sad or joyful. Contentment is a warm sty for eaters and sleepers.

God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.

Peter was dull; he was at first Dull;--Oh, so dull--so very dull! Whether he talked, wrote, or rehearsed-- Still with his dulness was he cursed-- Dull--beyond all conception--dull.

Vir sapit qui pauca loquitur That man is wise who talks little

I killed the President because he was the enemy of the good people, the good working people. I am not sorry for my crime.

It was prettily devised of Aesop: The fly sat upon the axle-tree of the chariot-wheel, and said, What a dust do I raise!

Encryption...is a powerful defensive weapon for free people. It offers a technical guarantee of privacy, regardless of who is running the government... It's hard to think of a more powerful, less dangerous tool for liberty.

If weakness may excuse, What murderer, what traitor, parricide, Incestuous, sacrilegious, but may plead it? All wickedness is weakness; that plea, therefore, With God or man will gain thee no remission.