Cynics are made, not born.
I do not want my house to be walled in on all sides and my windows to be stuffed. I want the cultures of all the lands to be blown about my house as freely as possible. But I refuse to be blown off my feet by any.
Journalists cover words and delude themselves into thinking they have committed journalism.
Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the men of old; seek what they sought.
A nation or civilization that continues to produce soft-minded men purchases its own spiritual death on an installment plan.
By means of shrewd lies, unremittingly repeated, it is possible to make people believe that heaven is hell — and hell heaven. The greater the lie, the more readily it will be believed.
I use emotion for the many and reserve reason for the few.
All men are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality.