If I were rich I would have many books, and I would pamper myself with bindings bright to the eye and soft to the touch, paper generously opaque, and type such as men designed when printing was very young. I would dress my gods in leather and gold, and burn candles of worship before them at night, and string their names like beads on a string.

There is nothing in socialism that a little age or a little money will not cure.

Communism is the opiate of the people.

Truth will not make us rich, but it will make us free.

Contentment is rare among men as it is natural among animals

Nothing is new except arrangement.

The victors called the revolution a triumph of liberty; but now and then liberty in the slogans of the strong means freedom from restraint in the exploitation of the weak.