A man with a machine may murder or enslave millions, whereas it used to take at least thousands to murder millions. And the man behind the machine has nothing on his conscience.
To fight, we must have oil for our machine.
If you wish the sympathy of the broad masses, you must tell them the crudest and most stupid things.
The most foolish mistake we could possibly make would be to allow the subjected people to carry arms.
Through clever and constant application of propaganda, people can be made to see paradise as hell, and also the other way round, to consider the most wretched sort of life as paradise.
The victor will never be asked if he told the truth.
Make the lie big, make it simple, keep saying it, and eventually they will believe it.
What the Cold War did was provide a fairly clearly defined enemy and it's easy to organize around that.
The discipline of economics has yet to get over its childish passion for mathematics and for purely theoretical and often highly ideological speculation, at the expense of historical research and collaboration with the other social sciences.
My picture of the world is drawn in perspective and not like a model to scale. The foreground is occupied by human beings and the stars are all as small as three-penny bits. I don't really believe in astronomy, except as a complicated description of part of the course of human and possibly animal sensation. I apply my perspective not merely to space but also to time. In time the world will cool and everything will die; but that is a long time off still and its present value at compound discount is almost nothing.
I have enough to last for the rest of my life.