Free men are aware of the imperfection inherent in human affairs, and they are willing to fight and die for that which is not perfect.

We find it hard to apply the knowledge of ourselves to our judgment of others. The fact that we are never of one kind, that we never love without reservations and never hate with all our being cannot prevent us from seeing others as wholly black or white.

Far more critical than what we know or what we don't know is what we don't want to know.

One of the marks of a truly vigorous society is the ability to dispense with passion as a midwife of action - the ability to pass directly from thought to action.

It is startling to see how the oppressed almost invariably shape themselves in the image of their hated oppressors.

The hardest thing to cope with is not selfishness or vanity or deceitfulness, but sheer stupidity.

A soul that is reluctant to share does not as a rule have much of its own. Miserliness is here a symptom of meagerness.