If the poor, for example, because they are more in number, divide among themselves the property of the rich,- is not this unjust?. . this law of confiscation clearly cannot be just.
I think bravery means a different thing to everyone.
I know that the hopes of this whole human world can fit inside one soul.
The reason why I love people, and writing about them, is because they don't always respond with hate and anger. If they did I wouldn't have a story to tell. Who wants to know about someone who was brutalised and became brutal? I'm interested in the exceptions.
I am a woman built upon the wreckage of myself.
At this point in time the war [ WWII] is close enough to still feel hotly personal to a writer, yet far enough away so that jingoism and heroics are no longer required.
This is the forked tongue of grief again. It whispers in one ear: return to what you once loved best, and in the other ear it whispers, move on.
You can be a model to the masses, but to go to the higher levels of influence, you have to work with individuals.
You do not need to belong to the cat for a long time to realize the main thing that cats like to do is to wrap theirselves up in mystery, perhaps only except for a hobby of jumbling up everything that is in order. And if the cat can, and usually so, make a great mystery of where it was when you were searching for it even if a moment ago it was sitting by your side, do not have any doubts: its ancestors had a great pleasure to surround its origin by mystery.
Good fishermen know that in talking about fishing, nothing is more interesting than the truth.
For some time I lived in fear of receiving a letter signed 'S. Gollum'. That would have been more difficult to deal with.