Truth

God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform.

The law has been perverted through the influence of two very different causes - naked greed and misconceived philanthropy.

Nothing, therefore, can be more evident than this: The law is the organization of the natural right of lawful defense; it is the substitution of collective for individual forces, for the purpose of acting in the sphere in which they have a right to act, of doing what they have a right to do, to secure persons, liberties, and properties, and to maintain each in its right, so as to cause justice to reign over all.

In brief, I am averse from nothing: my conscience would give me the lie if I should absolutely detest or hate any essence but the devil; or so at least abhor anything, but that we might come to composition.

For then Reason, like a bad Hound, spends upon a false Scent, and forsakes the question first started.

It is ever the case with men in high places who are before the eye of the public: tempests arise unexpectedly, the existence of which is not suspected by the victim till they burst over his head.

They may be compared with waterspouts, and they pour down on the poet, be he a Schiller or a Dante, an Ovid or a Byron, utterly overwhelming him, rending his heart and body, tearing down his fame, overturning his reputation, uprooting his honour.

Your strength is just an accident arising from the weakness of others.

It was just robbery with violence, aggravated murder on a great scale, and men going at it blind.

The conquest of the earth, which mostly means the taking it away from those who have a different complexion or slightly flatter noses than ourselves, is not a pretty thing when you look into it too much.

The mind of man is capable of anything—because everything is in it, all the past as well as all the future.

The wilderness had found him out early, and had taken on him a terrible vengeance for the fantastic invasion.

It echoed loudly within him because he was hollow at the core....

Philosophers have explained space. They have not explained time.

The supply of time is truly a daily miracle, an affair genuinely astonishing when one examines it.

You have to live on this twenty-four hours of daily time.

We never shall have any more time. We have, and we have always had, all the time there is.

And when I say "the human machine" I mean the brain and the body—and chiefly the brain.

The human machine is an apparatus of brain and muscle for enabling the Ego to develop freely in the universe by which it is surrounded, without friction.

In case of friction, the machine is always at fault.