Action, as distinguished from fabrication, is never possible in isolation; to be isolated is to be deprived of the capacity to act.

Violence is an expression of impotence.

Power and violence are opposites; where the one rules absolutely, the other is absent. Violence appears where power is in jeopardy, but left to its own course it ends in power's disappearance.

It interrupts any doing, any ordinary activities, no matter what they happen to be. All thinking demands a stop-and-think.

While strength is the natural quality of an individual seen in isolation, power springs up between men when they act together and vanishes the moment they disperse.

A life spent entirely in public, in the presence of others, becomes, as we would say, shallow. While it retains its visibility, it loses its quality of rising into sight from some darker ground which must remain hidden if it is not to lose its depth in a very real, non-subjective sense.

When an old truth ceases to be applicable, it does not become any truer by being stood on its head.