Did all of us feel interested in bombing buildings only when the men we slept with were urging us on?
(Jane Alpert (b. 1947), U.S. revolutionary and convicted bomber. Growing Up Underground, ch. 13 (1981).
Reflecting on the instigation of her lover, Sam Melville, who led a tiny revolutionary commune in New York City during the late 1960s; Melville was imprisoned in Attica, in western New York State, and died in a revolt there.)
I think that it would be less difficult to live eternally than to be deprived of sleep throughout life.
(Anton Pavlovich Chekhov (1860-1904), Russian author, playwright. Letter, December 9, 1890, letter to his editor and friend, A.S. Suvorin. Complete Works and Letters in Thirty Volumes, Letters, vol. 4, p. 146, "Nauka" (1976).)