“I propose to raise a revolution against the lie that the majority has the monopoly of the truth.”

It’s such sport with these heroes of finance: they are like beads on a string – when one slips off, all the rest follow.

To crave for happiness in this world is simply to be possessed by a spirit of revolt. What right have we to happiness?

The starving poet business is no good nowadays.

In great memories there lies the seed of growth.

The greatest victory is defeat.

The majority is never right. Never, I tell you! That’s one of these lies in society that no free and intelligent man can help rebelling against. Who are the people that make up the biggest proportion of the population — the intelligent ones or the fools?

Money brings you food, but not appetite; medicine, but not health; acquaintances, but not friends.

To die in agony upon a cross Does not create a martyr; he must first Will his own execution.

I’m plotting revolution against this lie that the majority has a monopoly of the truth. What are these truths that always bring the majority rallying round? Truths so elderly they are practically senile. And when a truth is as old as that, gentlemen, you can hardly tell it from a lie.

The strongest man in the world is he who stands most alone.

I go to scale the Future’s possibilities! Farewell!

That is the accursed thing about small surroundings — they make the soul small.

Home life ceases to be free and beautiful as soon as it is founded on borrowing and debt.

A thousand words can’t make the mark a single deed will leave.

It is no use lying to one’s self.

Everything I touch seems destined to turn into something mean and farcical.

Everybody knows how to raise children, except the people who have them.

Nowadays we raise our children in a cocoon of domesticated security, far from any sense of risk or adventure.

When she raises her eyelids it’s as if she were taking off all her clothes.

Then the hippy stuff like Pink Floyd started to raise questions about how I lived my life and the world in which I lived.

People will be able to raise their concerns: what are local officers doing about the drug dealing in the local park? What’s happening about the pub where all the trouble is? And the police will have to respond.

They’re just regular people who live in small towns. They grow up and try to raise families and have a job and go to church and play softball. It’s that way everywhere.

I was raising the question on the side with Governor Mullins of what would happen if the Treasury sold a little gold in this market.

My mother’s sister was killed in a trolley car accident, so I was raised as one of eight with my sister and six male cousins.