But how do I get to having to write a book?... It was a mother who bore me, not an inkwell!

Ideology is: intellectual ordering of the feelings; an objective connection among them that makes the subjective connection easier.

You see how wrong I go, how ridiculous I'm making myself in your eyes by keeping on guessing wrong like this! Doesn't that help you to come out with it? Come on now!

It was the tenderness mingled with melancholy which we bring to a time that belongs irrevocably to the past, when a pale, delicate shadow rises from it bearing the lilies of the dead, and in it we find a forgotten likeness to ourselves. And that faint, wistful shadow, that pale scent, seemed to vanish away into a wide, full, warm stream - the life that now lay open before him.

It's not the genius who is 100 years ahead of his time but average man who is 100 years behind it.

The truth is not a crystal that can be slipped into one's pocket, but an endless current into which one falls headlong.

That the will of the people can be established by voting for democrats is, of course, a delusion. Yet when considering a non-threatening system for deciding between diverse interests, then voting, of course, can be regarded as a humane and civilized process.