There are no new lies, no new heresies. Man is simply not that creative.
When any significant change takes place in the moral standards of a community, it is immediately reflected in a general shifting of the meanings of common words.
The obvious is the hardest thing of all to point out to anyone who has genuinely lost sight of it.
In the common words we use every day, souls of past races, the thoughts and feelings of individual men stand around us, not dead, but frozen into their attitudes like the courtiers in the garden of the Sleeping Beauty.
There is no surer or more illuminating way of reading a man's character, and perhaps a little of his past history, than by observing the contexts in which he prefers to use certain words.
When the velocity of progress increases beyond a certain point, it becomes indistinguishable from crisis.
. . . the poet, while creating anew, is likely to be in a sense restoring something old.
Trust, Kiki said, Trust is peppermints.
After eight years as President I have only two regrets: that I have not shot Henry Clay or hanged John C. Calhoun.
We must thoroughly clear away all ideas among our cadres of winning easy victories through good luck, without hard and bitter struggle, without sweat and blood.
Where liberty is, there is my country.