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A society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in.
A society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in.
Man is a luxury loving animal. Take away play, fancies, and luxuries, and you will turn man into a dull, read more
Man is a luxury loving animal. Take away play, fancies, and luxuries, and you will turn man into a dull, sluggish creature, barely energetic enough to obtain a bare subsistence. A society becomes stagnant when its people are too rational or too serious to be tempted by baubles.
To get into the best society nowadays, one has either to feed people, amuse people, or shock people.
To get into the best society nowadays, one has either to feed people, amuse people, or shock people.
In a consumer society there are inevitably two kinds of slaves:
the prisoners of addiction and the prisoners of read more
In a consumer society there are inevitably two kinds of slaves:
the prisoners of addiction and the prisoners of envy.
Curiosity killed the cat, but for awhile I was a suspect.
Curiosity killed the cat, but for awhile I was a suspect.
A system in which the two great commandments were, to hate your
neighbour and to love your neighbour's wife.
A system in which the two great commandments were, to hate your
neighbour and to love your neighbour's wife.
Society is like air; very high up, it is sublimated--too low down, a perfect choke-damp.
Society is like air; very high up, it is sublimated--too low down, a perfect choke-damp.
Nonconformists travel as a rule in bunches. You rarely find a nonconformist who goes it alone. And woe to him read more
Nonconformists travel as a rule in bunches. You rarely find a nonconformist who goes it alone. And woe to him inside a nonconformist clique who does not conform with nonconformity.
The thoughts of Plato and Machiavelli... don't seem quite enough armor for a world beset with splitting the atoms, urban read more
The thoughts of Plato and Machiavelli... don't seem quite enough armor for a world beset with splitting the atoms, urban guerrillas, nineteen varieties of psychotherapists, amplified guitars, napalm, computers, astronauts, and an atmosphere polluted simultaneously with auto exhaust and TV commercials.
