The Humanity of men and women is inversely proportional to their Numbers. A Crowd is no more human than an Avalanche or a Whirlwind. A rabble of men and women stands lower in the scale of moral and intellectual being than a herd of Swine or of Jackals.

The critics don't interest me because they're concerned with what's past and done, while I'm concerned with what comes next.

Sixty two thousand four hundred repetitions make one truth. Idiots!

Sons have always a rebellious wish to be disillusioned by that which charmed their fathers.

That men do not learn very much from the lessons of history is the most important of all the lessons of history.

A really efficient totalitarian state would be one in which the all-powerful executive of political bosses and their army of managers control a population of slaves who do not have to be coerced, because they love their servitude.

I know quite well that one needs ridiculous, mad situations like that; one can't write really well about anything else. Why was that old fellow such a marvelous propaganda technician? Because he had so many insane, excruciating things to get excited about. You've got to be hurt and upset; otherwise you can't think of the really good, penetrating, X-rayish phrases.