You rarely find a nonconformist who goes it alone.

It is thus with most of us; we are what other people say we are. We know ourselves chiefly by hearsay.

The difficult and risky task of meeting and mastering the new . . . is not undertaken by the vanguard of society but by its rear. It is the misfits, failures, fugitives, outcasts and their like who are among the first to grapple with the new.

The ignorant are a reservoir of daring. It almost seems that those who have yet to discover the known are particularly equipped for dealing with the unknown. The unlearned have often rushed in where the learned feared to tread, and it is the credulous who are tempted to attempt the impossible. They know not whither they are going, and give chance a chance.

That which corrodes the souls of the persecuted is the monstrous inner agreement with the prevailing prejudice against them.

Our sense of power is more vivid when we break a man's spirit than when we win his heart.

Our sense of power is more vivid when we break a man's spirit than when we win his heart. For we can win a man's heart one day and lose it the next. But when we break a proud spirit we achieve something that is final and absolute.