It is easier to hate an enemy with much good in him than one who is all bad. We cannot hate those we despise.

There is a grandeur in the uniformity of the mass. When a fashion, a dance, a song, a slogan or a joke sweeps like wildfire from one end of the continent to the other, and a hundred million people roar with laughter, sway their bodies in unison, hum one song or break forth in anger and denunciation, there is the overpowering feeling that in this country we have come nearer the brotherhood of man than ever before.

There is probably nothing more sublime than discontent transmuted into a work of art, a scientific discovery, and so on.

It is a sign of creeping inner death when we can no longer praise the living.

People who bite the hand that feeds them usually lick the boot that kicks them.

EVERY intense desire is perhaps basically a desire to be different from what we are.

To have a grievance is to have a purpose in life. It not infrequently happens that those who hunger for hope give their allegiance to him who offers them a grievance.