History is the most dangerous product which the chemistry of the mind has concocted. Its properties are well known. It produces dreams and drunkenness. It fills people with false memories, exaggerates their reactions, exacerbates old grievances, torments them in their repose, and encourages either a delirium of grandeur or a delusion of persecution. It makes whole nations bitter, arrogant, insufferable and vainglorious.

Do you not realise that dance is the pure act of metamorphosis?

All nations have present, or past, or future reasons for thinking themselves incomparable.

What one wrote playfully, another reads with tension and passion; what one wrote with tension and passion, another reads playfully.

The purpose of psychology is to give us a completely different idea of the things we know best.

The most ridiculous were those who, on their own authority, made themselves the judges and justices of the tribe. They seemed never to suspect that our judgments judge us, and that nothing exposes our weaknesses and reveals ourselves more naively than the attitude of pronouncing upon our neighbors.

Long years must pass before the truths we have made for ourselves become our very flesh.