We are not our own any more than what we possess is our own. We did not make ourselves, we cannot be supreme over ourselves. We are not our own masters.

Like every other good thing in this world, leisure and culture have to be paid for. Fortunately, however, it is not the leisured and the cultured who have to pay.

If only people would realize that moral principles are like measles.... They have to be caught. And only the people who've got them can pass on the contagion.

An ideal is merely the projection, on an enormously enlarged scale, of some aspect of personality.

Wherever the choice has had to be made between the man of reason and the madman, the world has unhesitatingly followed the madman.

Well... ...That's what you always forget, isn't it? I mean, you forget to pay attention to what's happening. And that's the same as not being here and now.

Individual insanity is immune to the consequences of collective insanity