In politics, yesterday's lie is attacked only to flatter today's.

It may offend us to hear our own thoughts expressed by others: we are not sure enough of their souls.

Certain brief sentences are peerless in their ability to give one the feeling that nothing remains to be said.

One must credit an hypothesis with all that has had to be discovered in order to demolish it.

Prerequisite for rereadability in books: that they be forgettable.

In our ideals we unwittingly reveal our vices.

God, that checkroom of our dreams.