I have no mystic faith in the people. I have in the individual.

The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.

We are willing enough to praise freedom when she is safely tucked away in the past and cannot be a nuisance. In the present, amidst dangers whose outcome we cannot foresee, we get nervous about her, and admit censorship.

Only people who have been allowed to practise freedom can have the grown-up look in their eyes.

What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?