The Idea That Freedom Is Merely The

Orders Can Be Benign Or Malign, But The Habit Of Obeying Them Can Become Ingrained.

The Bravest And Most Noble Are Not Those Who Take Up Arms, But Those Who Are Decent Despite Everything; Who Improve What It Is In Their Power To Improve, But Do Not Imagine Themselves To Be Saviours. In Their Humble Struggle Is True Heroism.

The Idea That Freedom Is Merely The Ability To Act Upon One's Whims Is Surely Very Thin And Hardly Begins To Capture The Complexities Of Human Existence; A Man Whose Appetite Is His Law Strikes Us Not As Liberated But Enslaved.

When People Are Forced To Remain Silent When They Are Being Told The Most Obvious Lies, Or Even Worse When They Are Forced To Repeat The Lies Themselves, They Lose Once And For All Their Sense Of Probity. To Assent To Obvious Lies Is To Co-operate With Evil, And In Some Small Way To Become Evil Oneself. One's Standing To Resist Anything Is Thus Eroded, And Even Destroyed. A Society Of Emasculated Liars Is Easy To Control.

Life Is A Biography, Not A Series Of Disconnected Moments, More Or Less Pleasurable But Increasingly Tedious And Unsatisfying Unless One Imposes A Purposive Pattern Upon Them.