Art is always the index of social vitality, the moving finger that records the destiny of a civilization. A wise statesman should keep an anxious eye on this graph, for it is more significant than a decline in exports or a fall in the value of a nation's currency.

A man of personality can formulate ideals, but only a man of character can achieve them.

It is already clear, after twenty years of socialism in Russia, that if you do not provide your society with a new religion, it will gradually revert to the old one.

The farther a society progresses, the more clearly the individual becomes the antithesis of the group.

It is not my purpose as a poet to condemn war (or to be exact, modern warfare). I only wish to present the universal aspects of a particular event.

These are the sensations and feelings that are gradually blunted by education, staled by custom, rejected in favor of social conformity.

Perhaps it is this theory of all work and no play that has made the Marxist such a very dull boy.