One of the most time-consuming things is to have an enemy.

“Abroad,” that large home of ruined reputations.

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

A criminal may improve and become a decent member of society. A foreigner cannot improve. Once a foreigner, always a foreigner. There is no way out for him.

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

To think ill of mankind, and not wish ill to them, is perhaps the highest wisdom and virtue.

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.

No nation is fit to sit in judgment upon any other nation.

Many need no other provocation to enmity than that they find themselves excelled.

Intolerance is evidence of impotence.

The almost insoluble task is to let neither the power of others, nor our own powerlessness, stupefy us.