... I prefer true but imperfect knowledge, even if it leaves much undetermined and unpredictable, to a pretense of exact knowledge that is likely to be false.

The idea of social justice is that the state should treat different people unequally in order to make them equal.

If socialists understood economics, they wouldn't be socialist.

There is all the difference in the world between treating people equally and attempting to make them equal.

'Emergencies' have always been the pretext on which the safeguards of individual liberty have been eroded.

The curious task of economics is to demonstrate to men how little they really know about what they imagine they can design.

[Socialistic] economic planning, regulation, and intervention pave the way to totalitarianism by building a power structure that will inevitably be seized by the most power-hungry and unscrupulous.

In government, the scum rises to the top.

Social justice rests on the hate towards those that enjoy a comfortable position, namely, upon envy.

The more the state "plans" the more difficult planning becomes for the individual.

It is indeed probable that more harm and misery have been caused by men determined to use coercion to stamp out a moral evil than by men intent on doing evil.

He then reaches a new low. Without warning, he is suddenly set upon by a bear.

You can’t save everyone. It’s not an option.

Home was where others had to gather grace. Home was what I wanted to flee.

… Without a sense of identity, there can be no real struggle…

Then comes Winston with his hundred horsepower mind and what can I do?

A humane and authentic book written by another voice from the trenches.

I was just going more for what I've always been influenced by, European music.

Our instinct as human beings is to provide answers, to ease tension. As writers our job is the opposite, to create tension and not dispel it immediately.

Our greatest human freedom is that, despite whatever our physical situation is in life, WE ARE ALWAYS FREE TO CHOOSE OUR THOUGHTS!

Someone called actors 'sculptors in snow.' Very apt. In the end, it's all nothing.