If I die a violent death, as some fear and a few are plotting, I know that the violence will be in the thought and the action of the assassins, not in my dying.

You cannot shake hands with a clenched fist.

All my games were political games; I was, like Joan of Arc, perpetually being burned at the stake.

The power to question is the basis of all human progress.

My father was a statesman, I'm a political woman. My father was a saint. I'm not.

People with clenched fists can not shake hands.