When we really worship anything, we love not only its clearness but its obscurity. We exult in its very invisibility.

I am not fighting a hopeless fight. People who have fought in real fights don't, as a rule.

The rich are the scum of the earth in every country.

There are no new lies, no new heresies. Man is simply not that creative.

Great truths can only be forgotten and can never be falsified.

Just at present you only see the tree by the light of the lamp. I wonder when you would ever see the lamp by the light of the tree.

We all have a little weakness, which is very natural but rather misleading, for supposing that this epoch must be the end of the world because it will be the end of us. How future generations will get on without us is indeed, when we come to think of it, quite a puzzle. But I suppose they will get on somehow, and may possibly venture to revise our judgments as we have revised earlier judgments.