That Which Corrodes The Souls Of The

Facts Are Counterrevolutionary.

The Craving To Change The World Is Perhaps A Reflection Of The Craving To Change Ourselves.

The Wise Learn From The Experience Of Others, And The Creative Know How To Make A Crumb Of Experience Go A Long Way.

I Always Held My Flower In A Clenched Fist.

Unity And Self-sacrifice, Of Themselves, Even When Fostered By The Most Noble Means, Produce A Facility For Hating. Even When Men League Themselves Mightily Together To Promote Tolerance And Peace On Earth, They Are Likely To Be Violently Intolerant Toward Those Not Of A Like Mind.