I still believe in liberalism today as much as I ever did, but, oh, there was a happy time when I believed in liberals.

There are many books which we think we have read when we have not. There are, at least, many that we think we remember when we do not. An original picture was, perhaps, imprinted upon the brain, but it has changed with our own changing minds. We only remember our remembrance.

The Christian pities men because they are dying, and the Buddhist pities them because they are living. The Christian is sorry for what damages the life of a man; but the Buddhist is sorry for him because he is alive.

If a thing is worth doing, it is worth doing badly.

We call a man a bigot or a slave of dogma because he is a thinker who has thought thoroughly and to a definite end.

Men rush toward complexity; but yearn for simplicity.

For the mass of men the idea of artistic creation can only be expressed by an idea unpopular in present discussions - the idea of property... Property is merely the art of the democracy... One would think, to hear people talk, that the Rothschilds and the Rockefellers were on the side of property. But obviously they are the enemies of property; because they are enemies of their own limitations.