Your worst enemy cannot harm you as much as your own thoughts, unguarded.

Children are all foreigners. We treat them as such.

Of troubles none is greater than to be robbed of one’s native land.

All men naturally hate each other. We have used concupiscence as best we can to make it serve the common good, but this is mere sham and a false image of charity, for essentially it is just hate.

Who sees all beings in his own self, and his own self in all beings, loses all fear.

Africa has her mysteries, and even a wise man cannot understand them. But a wise man respects them.

Such then is the human state, that to wish greatness for one’s country is to wish harm to one’s neighbors.

France has neither winter, summer, nor morals—apart from these drawbacks it is a fine country.

This is not a clash between civilizations. It is a clash about civilization.

Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we.

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.

Some of us would be greatly astonished to learn the reasons why others respect us.

There are chance meetings with strangers that interest us from the first moment, before a word is spoken.