Opinions are like sausages: if you know how they’re made they get harder to swallow.
Operations of thought are like cavalry charges in a battle — they are strictly limited in number, require fresh horses, and must only be made at decisive moments.
Everyday inferences are probable, and thus logically fallacious.
For heresy, like murder, there is no statute of limitations — not even centuries.
Our thoughts run in loops, which we can hope only to make as long and deeply nested as possible.
An idea traces its influence not from its origin, which is lost in time, but from the point when it becomes inescapable.
The more a man doubts what he ought to believe, the more he believes what he ought to doubt.
There is always an orthodoxy, as there is always a fish at the poker table, and if you can’t identify it then you believe it.
The arguments worth having are with yourself.
Choose your rabbit holes wisely.
The world has always fought over ideas, whose truth is at best a minor strategic advantage.