Men prosper or fail, survive or perish in proportion to the degree of their rationality.
It's not a question of who will allow me to do it, it's a question of who will stop me.
What I am fighting is the idea that charity is a moral duty and a primary virtue.
That an error made on your own is safer than ten truths accepted on faith, because the first leaves you the means to correct it but the second destroys your capacity to distinguish truth from error.
What whip lashed them to their knees in shame and submission? The worship of the word "We.
For the first time since her return, she felt pain, a violent pain, but it made her feel alive, because it was worth feeling.