There is a happiness in widely-shared enforced misery that goes a long way toward explaining nostalgia for Stalinism, or broadcast television.
Identity, that spectator of what he calls himself,
That net and aggregate of energies in transient combination.
A single betrayal, revealed at the proper time, can retrospectively poison a man’s whole life.
It is a world of men who look like Unix system administrators, without the Unix system administration skills.
Nothing in psychology replicates as well as stereotypes.
Naive is a polite term for stupid, and stupid is a polite term for rotten.
I respect pretense, which suggests shame.
Stupid comes in only two flavors, as different as chocolate and vanilla: those who know they are, and those who don’t.
How do I know what I am until I see what I do?
People don’t change: they unfold.
Human development has increasingly prolonged childhood and adolescence, now often fifty years or more.