The best disguise for a dunce is as an intellectual.
We all come into this world with our little egos equipped with individual horns. If we don’t blow them, who will?
I am reasoned with.
You are persuaded.
He is manipulated.
To imagine not knowing what we know is the indispensable habit of the historian; its opposite is easier to master.
The minor vices we all recognize and deplore; the major ones pass for virtues.
The pleasure in having people admire your work lasts until you see what else they like.
No prejudice is worth having unless one regards it, at least privately, as a mature, objective judgment.
The argument is for feeling good about the invective, and the invective is for feeling good about oneself.
The slavish conformist is readily identified by his outsized pride in his independent mind.
It is non-consumption that has become conspicuous.
The future will marvel that we regarded “be yourself ” as sound moral advice.