Two wrongs don't make a right, but they make a good excuse.

The stupid neither forgive nor forget; the naive forgive and forget; the wise forgive but do not forget.

Work is pushing matter around. Politics is pushing people around.

We achieve active mastery over illness and death by delegating all responsibility for their management to physicians, and by exiling the sick and the dying to hospitals. But hospitals serve the convenience of staff not patients: we cannot be properly ill in a hospital, nor die in one decently; we can do so only among those who love and value us. The result is the institutionalized dehumanization of the ill, characteristic of our age.

After generations of living under medical tutelage, which provides us with protection (albeit illusory) against "dangerous drugs", we have failed to cultivate the self-reliance and self-discipline we must possess as competent adults surrounded by the fruits of our pharmacological-technological age.

The system isn't stupid, but the people in it are.

People often say that this or that person has not yet found himself. But the self is not something one finds, it is something one creates.