I'm one of those unlucky people who had a happy childhood.
It is only by historical analysis that we can discover what makes up man, since it is only in the course of history that he is formed.
Society is not a mere sum of individuals. Rather, the system formed by their association represents a specific reality which has its own characteristics. . . The group thinks, feels, and acts quite differently from the way in which its members would were they isolated. If, then, we begin with the individual, we shall be able to understand nothing of what takes place in the group.
Man is a moral being, only because he lives in society. Let all social life disappear and morality will disappear with it.
We do not condemn it because it is a crime, but it is a crime because we condemn it.
Each new generation is reared by its predecessor; the latter must therefore improve in order to improve its successor. The movement is circular.
When mores are sufficient, laws are unnecessary; when mores are insufficient, laws are unenforceable.
I made my daughter read the whole. That's how you make atheists.
I have great admiration for power, a great terror of weakness, especially in my own sex, yet feel that my love is for those who overcome the mental and moral suffering and temptation through excess of tenderness rather than through excess of strength.
I will leap into my grave laughing because the feeling that I have five million human beings on my conscience is for me a source of extraordinary satisfaction.
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