The mark of the superior thinker is his or her ability to accurately predict the consequences of doing or not doing something.

Only weak thinkers do not love the sky.

You might think of a thought as an invisible, innocuous little thing. Something that barely exists. But a thought is something hard to conceal. Hold a thought and it melts all over your hands. Touch something else and now you’ve left traces of it. Hide it under your shirt and it bleeds through.

It's very important for institutions of concentrated power to keep people alone and isolated: that way they're ineffective, they can't defend themselves against indoctrination, they can't even figure out what they think.

We all must live our lives always feeling, always thinking the moment has arrived.

All night I laid on that ground, in stitches, and watched buses passing. We'd get up thinking they were for us, but they just kept on going. In my condition, I couldn't even walk. Every minute I had to stop walking because the cut was burning.