A ruling intelligentsia, whether in Europe, Asia or Africa, treats the masses as raw material to be experimented on, processed, and wasted at will.

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

To dispose a soul to action we must upset its equilibrium.

The quality of ideas seems to play a minor role in mass movement leadership. What counts is the arrogant gesture, the complete disregard of the opinion of others, the singlehanded defiance of the world.

Man is eminently a storyteller. His search for a purpose, a cause, an ideal, a mission and the like is largely a search for a plot and a pattern in the development of his life story - a story that is basically without meaning or pattern.

A heresy can spring only from a system that is in full vigor.

The wise learn from the experience of others, and the creative know how to make a crumb of experience go a long way.