āIn a way, I was safe writingā
āThere will be no proof that I ever was a writer.ā
āTyranny or slavery, born of selfishness, are the two educational methods of parents; all gradations of tyranny or slavery.ā
āWe all have wings, but they have not been of any avail to us and if we could tear them off, we would do so.ā
āLife is merely terrible; I feel it as few others do. Often ā and in my inmost self perhaps all the time ā I doubt whether I am a human being.ā
āPalestine needs earth, but it does not need lawyers.ā
āIn winter's tedious nights sit by the fire With good old folks, and let them tell thee tales Of woeful ages, long ago betidā
āBe merry; you have cause, so have we all, of joy; for our escape is much beyond our loss . . . . then wisely weigh our sorrow with our comfort.ā
āHe receives comfort like cold porridge.ā