The more neurotic and evasive a person is, the shorter the range of his interests.

When she had gone upstairs, he walked to a window and stood looking up at the sky. His head thrown back, he felt the pull of his throat muscles and he wondered whether the peculiar solemnity of looking at the sky comes, not from what one contemplates, but from that uplift of one's head.

The man who speaks to you of sacrifice, speaks of slaves and masters. And intends to be the master.

The end does not justify the means. No one's rights can be secured by the violation of the rights of others.

She looked at the crowd and she felt simultaneously astonishment that they should stare at her when this event was so personally her own that no communication about it was possible and a sense of fitness that they should be here that they should want to see it. Because the sight of an achievement was the greatest gift a human being could offer to others.

Do not make the mistake of the ignorant who think that an individualist is a man who says: “I’ll do as I please at everybody else’s expense.” An individualist is a man who recognizes the inalienable individual rights of man—his own and those of others.

You'd let the whole world perish rather than soil that immaculate self of yours with a single spot of which you'd have to be ashamed.