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What doth it profit a man if he gains the who world and loses his own soul?
What doth it profit a man if he gains the who world and loses his own soul?
Freedom is that instant between when someone tells you to do something and when you decide how to respond.
Freedom is that instant between when someone tells you to do something and when you decide how to respond.
It is not conclusive proof of a doctrine's correctness that its adversaries use the police, the hangman, and violent mobs read more
It is not conclusive proof of a doctrine's correctness that its adversaries use the police, the hangman, and violent mobs to fight it. But it is a proof of the fact that those taking recourse to violent oppression are in their subconsciousness convinced of the untenability of their own doctrines.
The part of our social order which can or ought to be made a conscious product of human reason is read more
The part of our social order which can or ought to be made a conscious product of human reason is only a small part of all the forces of society.
No one ever heard of the truth being enforced by law. Whenever the secular arm is called in to sustain read more
No one ever heard of the truth being enforced by law. Whenever the secular arm is called in to sustain an idea, whether new or old, it is always a bad idea, and not infrequently it is downright idiotic.
It's time for the human race to enter the solar system.
It's time for the human race to enter the solar system.
It's a sad and stupid thing to have to proclaim yourself a revolutionary just to be a decent man.
It's a sad and stupid thing to have to proclaim yourself a revolutionary just to be a decent man.
Social justice is a semantic fraud from the same stable as People's Democracy.
Social justice is a semantic fraud from the same stable as People's Democracy.
Nothing is quite so wretchedly corrupt as an aristocracy which has lost its power but kept its wealth and which read more
Nothing is quite so wretchedly corrupt as an aristocracy which has lost its power but kept its wealth and which still has endless leisure to devote to nothing but banal enjoyments. All its great thoughts and passionate energy are things of the past, and nothing but a host of petty, gnawing vices now cling to it like worms to a corpse.
