The propagandist's purpose is to make one set of people forget that certain other sets of people are human.

The propagandist's purpose is to make one set of people forget that certain other sets of people are human

Happiness is a hard master, particularly other people's happiness.

One third, more or less, of all the sorrow that the person I think I am must endure is unavoidable. It is the sorrow inherent in the human condition, the price we must pay for being sentient and self-conscious organisms, aspirants to liberation, but subject to the laws of nature and under orders to keep on marching, through irreversible time, through a world wholly indifferent to our well-being, toward decrepitude and the certainty of death. The remaining two thirds of all sorrow is homemade and, so far as the universe is concerned, unnecessary.

To travel is to discover that everyone is wrong about other countries.

If human beings were shown what they're really like, they'd either kill one another as vermin, or hang themselves.