The purpose of philosophers is to show people what is right under their noses.

There is a guilty conscience behind every brazen word and act and behind every manifestation of self-righteousness.

It is our talents rusting unused within us that secrete the poison of self-doubt into our bloodstream.

There is sublime thieving in all giving. Someone gives us all he has and we are his.

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

We can remember minutely and precisely only the things which never really happened to us.

There is a powerful craving in most of us to see ourselves as instruments in the hands of others and thus free ourselves from the responsibility for acts which are prompted by our own questionable inclinations and impulses.