It is the glistening and softly spoken lie; the amiable fallacy; the patriotic lie of the historian, the provident lie of the politician, the zealous lie of the partisan, the merciful lie of the friend, and the careless lie of each man to himself, that cast that black mystery over humanity, through which we thank any man who pierces, as we would thank one who dug a well in a desert.

There is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.

I do not believe that ever any building was truly great, unless it had mighty masses, vigorous and deep, of shadow mingled with its surface.

My entire delight was in observing without being myself noticed,- if I could have been invisible, all the better. I was absolutely interested in men and their …

Who speaks the truth stabs Falsehood to the heart.

Journalists say a thing that they know isn't true, in the hope that if they keep on saying it long enough it will be true.

In our country the lie has become not just a moral category but a pillar of the State.