Quotes by : Henryk Sienkiewicz

If we repay evil with good, then how do we repay the good?

In the presence of the storm, thunderbolts, hurricane, rain, darkness, and the lions, which might be....

More than once have I thought, Why does crime, even when as powerful as Cæsar, and assured of being....

At most, a hundred paces separated him from them. The powerful beast, seeing the riders and horses, rose....

It seemed that out of every tear of a martyr new confessors were born, and that every groan on the arena....

She wasted and grew so thin that she no longer was a little girl, but the shadow of a little girl. The....

Amid the stillness of the night, in the depths of the ravine, from the direction in which the corpses....

It is not Atlas who carries the world on his shoulders, but woman; and sometimes she plays with it as....

In the meantime the groans changed into the protracted, thunderous roar by which all living creatures....

They were like two poor little leaves in a storm which bore death and annihilation not only to the heads....