The press now knows that the facts don’t really matter. What it chooses to report does.
To be human is to cherish what makes us human. Not to collect, but to preserve and pass on what was worth the time of your life. Is that now a thing of the past?
The system cannot be reformed. It must be reestablished on new foundations.
Religion may be where we find some idea of heaven. But we are here. Let’s make the most of it.
Freedom of thought is what makes everything else possible. Surrender is not an option.
But it has an active and clever competitor in socialism.
Fifty years after Richard Nixon’s great landslide victory, we have a clearer idea about the political interests that stood against him. The more things have changed, the more they’ve stayed the same.
Isabella Bird’s 19th-century memoir is an unintended portrait of what made us.
We learn by our mistakes. But if we deny them, we learn nothing.
You can’t have a good life without investing in the project.
Put simply, freedom is the ability to act without constraint. It does not demand anything. It expects nothing.
We don’t need the new boss. We need a change. Self-government is something we have done before, and we can do it again.
Destroying the books has always been a key to destroying a culture. We must save our own culture before we save anyone else’s.
The old double-edged saw, “The peasants are revolting,” has been turned on its head.
What remnants of the Western endure will be the survival of American culture.
The irony of postmodernism, a critical metaphysics which dwells on irony for sustenance, is that there is no there there.
Freedom is extremely dangerous, but without it, there is no future.
Books are both a window and a mirror; objects made precious by reading, become the touchstones of a life.
As fate would have it, the time for a rediscovery of man and the restatement of a philosophy of free men is now.