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Minds are like parachutes; they work best when open.
Minds are like parachutes; they work best when open.
The man who will follow precedent, but never create one, is merely an obvious example of the routineer. You find read more
The man who will follow precedent, but never create one, is merely an obvious example of the routineer. You find him desperately numerous in the civil service, in the official bureaus. To him government is something given as unconditionally, as absolutely as ocean or hill. He goes on winding the tape that he finds. His imagination has rarely extricated itself from under the administrative machine to gain any sense of what a human, temporary contraption the whole affair is. What he thinks is the heavens above him is nothing but the roof.
Take a look at your natural river. What are you? Stop playing games with yourself. Where's your river going? Are read more
Take a look at your natural river. What are you? Stop playing games with yourself. Where's your river going? Are you riding with it? Or are you rowing against it? Don't you see that there is no effort if you're riding with your river?
Freedom is the by-product of economic surplus.
Freedom is the by-product of economic surplus.
What is important in life is life, and not the result of life.
What is important in life is life, and not the result of life.
Life consists not in holding good cards but in playing those you hold well.
Life consists not in holding good cards but in playing those you hold well.
There is no self-delusion more fatal than that which makes the conscience dreamy with the anodyne of lofty sentiments, while read more
There is no self-delusion more fatal than that which makes the conscience dreamy with the anodyne of lofty sentiments, while the life is groveling and sensual.
Bias and impartiality is in the eye of the beholder.
Bias and impartiality is in the eye of the beholder.
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo read more
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.
