When A Man Speaks Of The Need

One Belief, More Than Any Other, Is Responsible For The Slaughter Of Individuals On The Alter Of The Great Historical Ideas - Justice Or Progress Or Happiness Of Future Generations... Or Emancipation Of A Nation Or Race Or Class... This Is The Belief That Somewhere... There Is A Final Solution.

Life May Be Seen Through Many Windows, None Of Them Necessarily Clear Or Opaque, Less Or More Distorting Than Any Of The Others.

Out Of The Crooked Timber Of Humanity, Nothing Completely Straight Was Ever Made

I Wish My Life And Decisions To Depend Upon Myself, Not On External Forces Of Whatever Kind. I Wish To Be The Instrument Of My Own, Not Other Men's, Acts Of Will. I Wish To Be The Subject, Not An Object...i Wish To Be Somebody, Not Nobody; A Doer - Deciding, Not Being Decided For, Slef-directed And Not Acted Upon By External Nature Or By Other Men As If I Were A Thing, Or An Animal, Or A Slave Incapable Of Playing A Human Role, That Is, Of Conceiving Goals And Policies Of My Own And Realizing Them.

To Understand Is To Perceive Patterns.