It is when power is wedded to chronic fear that it becomes formidable.
It is not so much the example of others we imitate as the reflection of ourselves in their eyes and the echo of ourselves in their words.
A soul that is reluctant to share does not as a rule have much of its own. Miserliness is here a symptom of meagerness.
Rudeness is a weak imitation of strength.
Facts are counterrevolutionary.
Often, the thing we pursue most passionately is but a substitute for the one thing we really want and cannot have.