The propagandist's purpose is to make one set of people forget that certain other sets of people are human.
Somewhere in the rain, there will always be an abandoned dog that prevents you from being happy.
Pully, hauly, tug with a will; the gods wiggle waggle, but the sky stands still.
All that happens means something; nothing you do is ever insignificant.
Generalities are intellectually necessary evils.
The condition of being forgiven is self-abandonment. The proud man prefers self-reproach, however painful --because the reproached self isn't abandoned; it remains intact.