I don’t think there’s anything unique about human intelligence.

Human language appears to be a unique phenomenon, without significant analogue in the animal world.

History, a distillation of rumour.

Politically there were failures. And also on the personal level, there were tremendous failures.

Do not fear to be eccentric in opinion, for every opinion now accepted was once eccentric.

I am such a political person.

To the wicked, everything serves as pretext.

I guess every single word I’ve ever said is going to be dissected now.

By the sole fact of his entering into ‚Thought,‘ man represents something entirely singular and absolutely unique in the field of our experience. On a single planet, there could not be more than one centre of emergence for reflexion.

The ‚free-floating intellectual‘ may occupy himself with problems because of their inherent interest and importance, perhaps to little effect.

There are as many opinions as there are experts.

I am odd-looking. I sometimes think I look like a funny Muppet.

I have met 18 million youth, and each wants to be unique.

There is no just and serene criticism as yet.

Our lifetime may be the last that will be lived out in a technological society.

Every man is more than just himself; he also represents the unique, the very special and always significant and remarkable point at which the world’s phenomena intersect, only once in this way, and never again.

There is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportion.

It is impossible to underrate human intelligence – beginning with one’s own.

I read the book of Job last night, I don’t think God comes out well in it.

Today, all physicists know from studying Einstein and Bohr that sometimes an idea which looks completely paradoxical at first, if analyzed to completion in all detail and in experimental situations, may, in fact, not be paradoxical.

I shall never be a heretic; I may err in dispute, but I do not wish to decide anything finally; on the other hand, I am not bound by the opinions of men.

Politics is the entertainment branch of industry.

The answers you get from literature depend on the questions you pose.

I think the idea of art kills creativity.

Originality is a thing we constantly clamour for, and constantly quarrel with.

Our diversity is our strength. What a dull and pointless life it would be if everyone was the same.

How prone to doubt, how cautious are the wise!

The very phrase ‚foreign affairs‘ makes an Englishman convinced that I am about to treat of subjects with which he has no concern.

I’m not in the business of ranking or debating who is what.

Every philosophical problem, when it is subjected to the necessary analysis and justification, is found either to be not really philosophical at all, or else to be, in the sense in which we are using the word, logical.

In my opinion, rankings are a very fickle measurement of one’s success and it is best to not get carried away by it.

Will minus intellect constitutes vulgarity.

We boil at different degrees.

The intelligence of the creature known as a crowd, is the square root of the number of people in it.

The fundamental cause of the trouble is that in the modern world the stupid are cocksure while the intelligent are full of doubt.

I can’t imagine what this place would be – I can’t imagine what the country would be – with Donald Trump as our president.

The more you observe politics, the more you’ve got to admit that each party is worse than the other.

We are all special cases.

Analysis is like a lobotomy. Who wants to have all their edges shaved off?

The Army will take its lessons learned. They’re excellent at looking into themselves and reflecting on what did we do right, what did we do wrong.

‚Tis best to weigh the enemy more mighty than he seems.

Let blockheads read what blockheads wrote.

Nothing is more despicable than respect based on fear.

There is good and mediocre writing within every genre.

Everybody looks like clones and the only people you notice are my age. I don’t notice anybody unless they look great, and every now and again they do, and they are usually 70.

In the last analysis, what we are communicates far more eloquently than anything we say or do.

The worst of madmen is a saint run mad.

We call a man a bigot or a slave of dogma because he is a thinker who has thought thoroughly and to a definite end.

To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else – means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.

I consider myself to be as informed on American foreign policy as anyone in America.

I’m not an expert on the arms race.

It is my belief that nearly any invented quotation, played with confidence, stands a good chance to deceive.

Every fact is related on one side to sensation, and, on the other, to morals. The game of thought is, on the appearance of one of these two sides, to find the other: given the upper, to find the under side.

Obamacare sucks, it can’t be fixed.

There are definitely elements of experience and stuff that someone who’s my age wouldn’t have. But there are also things that I can do that other people wouldn’t necessarily be able to.

A work of art is the unique result of a unique temperament.

There is no unique picture of reality.

Let’s embrace being not normal!

Much that passes as idealism is disguised hatred or disguised love of power.

This is not writing at all. Indeed, I could say that Shakespeare surpasses literature altogether, if I knew what I meant.

In our time political speech and writing are largely the defense of the indefensible.