Sixty Years Ago I Knew Everything. Now

The Great Snare Of Thought Is Uncritical Acceptance Of Irrational Assumptions.

Perhaps It Is One Secret Of Their Power That, Having Studied The Fluctuations Of Prices, The [bankers] Know That History Is Inflationary.

In Philosophy, As In Politics, The Longest Distance Between Two Points Is A Straight Line.

I Feel For All Faiths The Warm Sympathy Of One Who Has Come To Learn That Even The Trust In Reason Is A Precarious Faith, And That We Are All Fragments Of Darkness Groping For The Sun. I Know No More About The Ultimates Than The Simplest Urchin In The Streets.

Men Decided That It Was Better To Pay Taxes Than To Fight Among Themselves; Better To Pay Tribute To One Magnificent Robber Than To Bribe Them All.