Even in slight things the experience of the new is rarely without some stirring of foreboding.

To the frustrated, freedom from responsibility is more attractive than freedom from restraint.

Self-contempt, however vague, sharpens our eyes for the imperfections of others. We usually strive to reveal in others the blemishes we hide in ourselves.

It is a sign of creeping inner death when we can no longer praise the living.

The great crimes of the twentieth century were committed not by money-grubbing capitalists but by dedicated idealists. Lenin, Stalin, and Hitler were contemptuous of money. The passage from the nineteenth to the twentieth century has been a passage from considerations of money to considerations of power.

Self-righteousness is a loud din raised to drown the voice of guilt within us.

It is the awareness of unfulfilled desires which gives a nation the feeling that it has a mission and a destiny.