The rebel can never find peace. He knows what is good and, despite himself, does evil. The value which supports him is never given to him once and for all — he must fight to uphold it, unceasingly. – Albert Camus
Is there not some chosen curse, some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven, red with uncommon wrath, to blast the man who owes his greatness to his countrys ruin! – Joseph Addison
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, its the exact opposite. – Paul Dirac
