Once you see human interaction as a contest to signal mating fitness, you never see it as anything else.
A pseudo-science colonizes other disciplines; a real one sticks to its last.
Elision is the mother of decision.
As sympathy broadens, it also shallows.
A grudging willingness to admit error does not suffice; you have to cultivate a taste for it.
The great American creeps are Poe and Whitman, and the great American bores are Emerson and Hemingway.
First you do not write what you think, then you do not say what you think, and finally you do not think what you think.
There is no book everyone should read, no music everyone should hear, no movie everyone should watch.
Dark motives lurk where independent beliefs cluster.
If you must be stupid, at least be lazy.