Given a fair chance, human beings can govern themselves, and govern themselves better

Ignore death up to the last moment; then, when it can't be ignored any longer, have yourself squirted full of morphia and shuffle off in a coma. Thoroughly sensible, humane and scientific, eh?

In books, the proportion of exceptional to commonplace people is high; in reality, very low.

God in the safe and Ford on the shelves.

When truth is nothing but truth, it's unnatural, it's an abstraction that resembles nothing in the real world.

Thought of the incomprehensible sequence of changes and chances that make up a life, all the beauties and horrors and absurdities whose conjunctions create the uninterpretable and yet divinely significant pattern of human destiny.

...most men and women will grow up to love their servitude and will never dream of revolution.