Creativity is the ability to introduce order into the randomness of nature.

The burning conviction that we have a holy duty toward others is often a way of attaching our drowning selves to a passing raft.

The fanatical Communist refuses to believe any unfavorable report or evidence about Russia, nor will he be disillusioned by seeing with his own eyes the cruel misery inside the Soviet promised land. It is the true believer's ability to "shut his eyes and stop his ears" to facts that do not deserve to be either seen or heard which is the source of his unequaled fortitude and constancy. He cannot be frightened by danger, nor disheartened by obstacles, nor baffled by contradictions because he denies their existence.

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 greatest pretenses are built up not to hide the evil and the ugly in us, but our emptiness. The hardest thing to hide is something that is not there.

We do not really feel grateful toward those who make our dreams come true; they ruin our dreams.

Action is at bottom a swinging and flailing of the arms to regain one's balance and keep afloat.