A Strong Man Never Loses His Head

To Stand Up For Truth Is Nothing. For Truth, You Must Sit In Jail.

Human Beings Are Better And Lazier Than Their Rules And Instructions.

Bless You Prison, Bless You For Being In My Life. For There, Lying Upon The Rotting Prison Straw, I Came To Realize That The Object Of Life Is Not Prosperity As We Are Made To Believe, But The Maturity Of The Human Soul.

Literature Transmits Incontrovertible Condensed Experience... From Generation To Generation. In This Way Literature Becomes The Living Memory Of A Nation.

I Would Rather Have The United States As The World's Policeman Than The Soviet Union As The World's Jailer.