And it would be a new emotion to get a knife into a French President and wriggle it round." "You are wrong," said the Secretary, drawing his black brows together.
"The knife was merely the expression of the old personal quarrel with a personal tyrant.

Dynamite is not only our best tool, but our best symbol.

It is as perfect a symbol of us as is incense of the prayers of the Christians.

It expands; it only destroys because it broadens; even so, thought only destroys because it broadens.

A man's brain is a bomb," he cried out, loosening suddenly his strange passion and striking his own skull with violence.