The consumer today is the victim of the manufacturer who launches on him a regiment of products for which he must make room in his soul.

Driving a car, you are in danger of killing; walking or standing, of being killed.

Who are the advertising men kidding, besides the European tourist? Between the tired, sad, gentle faces of the subway riders and the grinning Holy Families of the Ad-Mass, there exists no possibility of even a wishful identification.

... in America ... children are instructed in the virtues of the system they live under, as though history had achieved a happy ending in American civics.

A politician or political thinker who calls himself a political realist is usually boasting that he sees politics, so to speak, in the raw; he is generally a proclaimed cynic and pessimist who makes it his business to look behind words and fine speeches for the motive. This motive is always low.

The Crucifixion and other historical precedents notwithstanding, many of us still believe that outstanding goodness is a kind of armor, that virtue, seen plain and bare, gives pause to criminality. But perhaps it is the other way around.

...the tourist Venice is Venice.