The sceptics, like bees, give their one sting and die.

But those dealing in the actual manufacture of mind are dealing in a very explosive material. The material is not merely the clay of which man is master, but the truths or semblances of truth which have a certain mastery over man. The material is explosive because it must be taken seriously. The men writing books really are throwing bombs.

The men of the clique live together because they have the same kind of soul, and their narrowness is a narrowness of spiritual coherence and contentment, like that which exists in hell . . .

When some English moralists write about the importance of having character, they appear to mean only the importance of having a dull character.

[Capitalism is] that commercial system in which supply immediately answers to demand, and in which everybody seems to be thoroughly dissatisfied and unable to get anything he wants.

There is nothing the matter with Americans except their ideals. The real American is all right; it is the ideal American who is all wrong.

An almost unnatural vigilance is really required of the citizen because of the horrible rapidity with which human institutions grow old.