Politicians who complain about the media are like sailors who complain about the sea.

'Helping industry' is the elephant pit of socialism, a deep hole with sharp spikes at the bottom, covered over with twigs and fresh grass.

People are disposed to mistake predicting troubles for causing troubles and even for desiring troubles.

A little nonsense now and then is not a bad thing - where would we politicians be if we were not allowed to talk it sometimes.

If I cannot understand my friend's silence, I will never get to understand his words.

It is like watching a nation busily engaged in heaping up its own funeral pyre. So insane are we that we actually permit unmarried persons to immigrate for the purpose of founding a family with spouses and fiancées whom they have never seen.

Values exist in a transcendental realm, beyond space and time. They can neither be fought for, nor destroyed.