My experience is that as soon as people are old enough to know better, they don’t know anything at all.
Most people were more willing to talk about fighting than to do it, especially against soldiers.
Most people don’t know how to appreciate silence. They can’t help talking.
Most people die of a sort of creeping common sense, and discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one’s mistakes.
Most people can be at ease in a foreign country only when they are disparaging the inhabitants.
Most people are not ready for death, theirs or anybody else’s.
Men often think they deserve a sticker for treating women like people.
Maybe ever’body in the whole damn world is scared of each other.
Life is all about allowing people choices to be who they want. But the majority of people choose to be worthless.
Let me remind you of the old maxim: people under suspicion are better moving than at rest, since at rest they may be sitting in the balance without knowing it, being weighed together with their sins.
It’s amazing how much distance one truth can create between two people.
It’s really a wonder that I haven’t dropped all my ideals, because they seem so absurd and impossible to carry out. Yet I keep them, because in spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart.
