Every Socialist outbreak only blazes new paths for Capitalism.

Every action alters the soul of the doer.

Pacifism will remain an ideal, war a fact, and if the White race decides to wage it no longer, the dark ones will, and will become the masters of the world.

It doesn't really matter what one writes into a constitution. The important thing is what the collective instinct eventually makes of it.

One day the last portrait of Rembrandt and the last bar of Mozart will have ceased to be — though possibly a colored canvas and a sheet of notes will remain — because the last eye and the last ear accessible to their message will have gone.

When the Englishman speaks of national wealth he means the number of millionaires in the country.

History is direction—but Nature is extension—ergo, everyone gets eaten by a bear.