The fugitive thought, ungrasped, will return, unimproved.
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.
Is it the imminent destruction of the world you mourn, or the accomplished destruction of how you thought about it?
A suppressed idea mutates to ever more virulent forms; these are then invoked to justify its continued suppression.
By the time you know all the answers you no longer believe them.
Believing that nothing is true permits you to believe that anything is possible.
People resent being told what to think, but they scarcely notice being told what to think about.
No shades of gray without black and white.
You are an ideologue if your views can be inferred from your vocabulary.
Your counterexample is my special circumstance in which the stipulated conditions do not obtain.
An idea both novel and interesting is almost surely wrong.