Nothing lays itself open to the change of exaggeration more than the language of naked truth.

Whodigs a pit for others will fall in themselves.

The exercise of power is determined by thousands ofinteractions between the world of the powerful and that of the powerless, allthe more so because these worlds are never divided by a sharp line: everyonehas a small part of himself in both.

Given afair wind, we will negotiate our way into the Common Market, head held high,not crawling in. Negotiations? Yes. Unconditional acceptance of whateverterms are offered us? No.

Malicedrinketh its own poison.

When regard for truth has been broken down or evenslightly weakened, all things will remain doubtful.

Somewherethere is a map of how it can be done.

Theconventional view serves to protect us from the painful job of thinking.

A pessimist sees only the dark side of the clouds, and mopes; a philosopher sees both sides, and shrugs; an optimist doesn't care. Momentum is wht it wants to gather.

What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity.

If Igive you an idea, and you give me an idea, we will each have two ideas.

The tormentof human frustration, whatever its immediate cause, is the knowledge that theself is in prison, its vital force and ‘mangled mind’ leaking away in lonely,wasteful self-conflict.