Those who lack the capacity to achieve much in an atmosphere of freedom will clamor for power.

Where freedom is real, equality is the passion of the masses. Where equality is real, freedom is the passion of a small minority.

When we lose our individual independence in the corporateness of a mass movement, we find a new freedom — freedom to hate, bully, lie, torture, murder and betray without shame and remorse.

The Renaissance was a time of mercenary soldiers, ours is a time of mercenary labor.

We cannot win the weak by sharing our wealth with them. They feel our generosity as oppression.

It is compassion rather than the principle of justice which can guard us against being unjust to our fellow men.

Unless a man has talents to make something of himself, freedom is an irksome burden. Of what avail is freedom to choose if the self be ineffectual? We join a mass movement to escape individual responsibility, or, in the words of the ardent young Nazi, "to be free from freedom."