In uncertainty I am certain that underneath their topmost layers of frailty men want to be good and want to be loved. Indeed, most of their vices are… - John Steinbeck

We have only one story. All novels, all poetry, are built on the neverending contest in ourselves of good and evil. And it occurs to me that evil must constantly respawn, while good, while virtue, is immortal. Vice has always a new fresh young face, while virtue is venerable as nothing else in the world is.

We only have one story. All novels, all poetry are built on the never-ending contest in ourselves of good and evil.

It is so easy a thing to give—only great men have the courage and courtesy and, yes, the generosity to receive.

And the little screaming fact that sounds through all history: repression works only to strengthen and knit the repressed.

The final weapon is the brain, all else is supplemental.