The worst enemy of life, freedom and the common decencies is total anarchy; their second worst enemy is total efficiency.

Consciousness is only possible through change; change is only possible through movement.

Reality, no matter how utopian, seems to be something people need to frequently take a holiday from.

Universal happiness keeps the wheels steadily turning, truth and beauty can't.

For particulars, as everyone knows, make for virtue and happiness; generalities are intellectually necessary evils. Not philosophers but fretsawyers and stamp collectors compose the backbone of society.

Drill and uniforms impose an architecture on the crowd. An army's beautiful. But that's not all; it panders to lower instincts than the aesthetic. The spectacle of human beings reduced to automatism satisfies the lust for power. Looking at mechanized slaves, one fancies oneself a master.

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