It is true that some of my fiction was based on actual events. But the events took place after the fiction was written.

Nobody has so many friends that he can afford to lose one.

The world of employer and employee, like that of master and slave, debases both.

In a nation of sheep, one brave man forms a majority.

If the world is irrational, we can never know it -- either it or its irrationality.

In history-as-politics, the 'future' is that vacuum in time waiting to be filled with the antics of statesmen.

Indolence and melancholy: Each generates the other. If one can speak of such feeble passions as generating anything.