There is a story of an Oxford student who once remarked, "I despise all Americans, but have never met one I didn't like."

If there is a purpose in life at all, there must be a purpose in suffering and in dying. But no man can tell another what this purpose is. Each must find out for himself, and must accept the responsibility that his answer prescribes. If he succeeds he will continue to grow in spite of all indignities.

Each person is an idiom unto himself, an apparent violation of the syntax of the species.

Given a thimbleful of [dramatic] facts we rush to make generalizations as large as a tub.

People who are aware of, and ashamed of, their prejudices are well on the road to eliminating them.

Life is too short so we must generalize.

Many studies have discovered a close link between prejudice and "patriotism" . . . Extreme bigots are almost always super-patriots.