A politician is forced to make a habit of noble phrases and optimistic lies. In the end they infect himself.

In my firm, we dealt in lies. Advertising is that ... the skilful use of the truth to mislead, to spoil, to debase.

Only one person in a thousand knows the trick of really living in the present.

To reject censorship after studying the risks involved is very well. To reject it ex cathedra, in the tones of Calvin pronouncing a dogma, eyes and mind closed to the possible consequences, the even marginally possible, is to make things too comfortable for oneself.

Speaking the truth, once you have started it, is too exhilarating to draw back.

Is it really beyond our wits to devise some form of censorship which would trap only the crudely sadistic?

each time that I have run away - and from a habit it quickly became an illness - I have betrayed someone. Myself, but not always only myself.