The spirit of a man is constructed out of his choices.
Human beings tend to be unable to estimate how biased they are.
Imagine about anything instead of assume about it.
To whom can I expose the urgency of my own passion?…There is nobody—here among these grey arches, and moaning pigeons, and cheerful games and tradition and emulation, all so skilfully organised to prevent feeling alone.
We think we know what we are doing. We have always thought so.
Lack of power and opportunity passes off too often for virtue.