National identity is the last bastion of the dispossessed. But the meaning of identity is now based on hatred, on hatred for those who are not the same.
We like lists because we don't want to die.
When men stop believing in God, it isn't that they then believe in nothing: they believe in everything.
In other words, although I don't like them, we do need noble-spirited souls.
The truth is an anagram of an anagram.
The real hero is always a hero by mistake.