I feel all those human beings to be pernicious who can no longer oppose what they love: they thereby ruin the best things and people.

Robinson had a servant even better than Friday: His name was Crusoe.

The newspaper reader says: this party will ruin itself if it makes errors like this. My higher politics says: a party which makes errors like this is already finished -- it is no longer secure in its instincts.

Love and hatred are not blind, but are blinded by the fire they bear within themselves.

One sticks to an opinion because he prides himself on having come to it on his own, and another because he has taken great pains to learn it and is proud to have grasped it: and so both do so out of vanity.

Man is more sensitive to the contempt of others than to self-contempt.

All isolation is wrong so say the herd. And long didst thou belong to the herd.