In this autumn of 1919, in which I write, we are at the dead season of our fortunes.

The difficulty lies, not in the new ideas, but in escaping from the old ones.

Capitalism is the extraordinary belief that the nastiest of men, for the nastiest of reasons, will somehow work for the benefit of us all.

By a continuing process of inflation, government can confiscate, secretly and unobserved, an important part of the wealth of their citizens.

When the facts change, I change my mind.

It is better to be roughly right than precisely wrong.

The biggest problem is not to let people accept new ideas, but to let them forget the old ones.

If farming were to be organised like the stock market, a farmer would sell his farm in the morning when it was raining, only to buy it back in the afternoon when the sun came out.

The outstanding faults of the economic society in which we live are its failure to provide for full employment and its arbitrary and inequitable distribution of wealth and incomes.

Long run is a misleading guide to current affairs. In the long run we are all dead.

The boom, not the slump, is the right time for austerity at the Treasury.

Dreams are the touchstones of our characters.

I have a plot, but not much happens.

Compassion means removal of suffering – suffering of the self and the others.

Any writer of horror needs to at least have a good, solid love of the genre. Also, good horror writers need to have a slightly twisted sense of humor. Without humor, horror just isn’t as good.

We dream primarily the same way that we have consciousness of the world for the same reason. Basically, that our brains evolve to simulate reality and to control what's happening around us.

If anybody had shown me the paperwork for how my life was going to look in five years, I would have said, "No. That is not where I want to go."

You doubt because you love truth.

Abusers thrive on creating confusion, including confusion about the abuse itself.

Success and all good things in life, start with a genuine concern for others.

I wanted clothing that I couldn't find, so I decided to make it.