“Add a few drops of venom to a half truth and you have an absolute truth.”

The passion for equality is partly a passion for anonymity: to be one thread of the many which make up a tunic; one thread not distinguishable from the others. No one can then point us out, measure us against others and expose our inferiority.

Rudeness is a weak imitation of strength.

The future belongs to the learners-not the knowers.

Passionate hatred can give meaning and purpose to an empty life.

Rudeness is the weak man’s limitation of strength.

Nothing comes easily. My work smells of sweat.

Should Americans begin to hate foreigners wholeheartedly, it will be an indication that they have lost confidence in their own way of life.

The beginning of thought is in disagreement – not only with others but also with ourselves.

Where freedom is real, equality is the passion of the masses. Where equality is real, freedom is the passion of a small minority.

One of the chief differences between an adult and a juvenile is that the adult knows when he is an ass while the juvenile never does.

We see through others only when we see through ourselves.

The savior who wants to turn men into angels is as much a hater of human nature as the totalitarian despot who wants to turn them into puppets.

Up to now, America has not been a good milieu for the rise of a mass movement. What starts out here as a mass movement ends up as a racket, a cult, or a corporation.

One of the surprising privileges of intellectuals is that they are free to be scandalously asinine without harming their reputations.

People who bite the hand that feeds them usually lick the boot that kicks them.

What monstrosities would walk the streets were some people’s faces as unfinished as their minds.

I am invariably late for appointments – sometimes as much as two hours. I’ve tried to change my ways but the things that make me late are too strong, and too pleasing.

Take a moment to look back. Change the process slightly from your discovery. Start again.

Everyone’s opinions about things change over time. Nothing is constant. Everything changes. And to hold onto some dogged idea forever is a little rigid and maybe naive.

One day, you will be life-changing to someone.

Change allows us to live as the best version of ourselves.

What we think determines what happens to us, so if we want to change our lives, we need to stretch our minds.

Such minor changes, such huge consequences.

All is flux, nothing stays still.