First something is a great idea, then it becomes a cause, then it becomes a business and finally it becomes a racket.

Craving, not having, is the mother of a reckless giving of oneself.

A ruling intelligentsia, whether in Europe, Asia or Africa, treats the masses as raw material to be experimented on, processed, and wasted at will.

Our quarrel with the world is an echo of the endless quarrel proceeding within us.

Unless a man has talents to make something of himself, freedom is an irksome burden. Of what avail is freedom to choose if the self be ineffectual? We join a mass movement to escape individual responsibility, or, in the words of the ardent young Nazi, "to be free from freedom."

There is sublime thieving in all giving. Someone gives us all he has and we are his.

Whenever you trace the origin of a skill or practices which played a crucial role in the ascent of man, we usually reach the realm of play.