We may make progress only by freeing ourselves from the rut of the past, but without this rut an orderly society would hardly be possible in the first place.

If an economy in the doldrums could drift indefinitely, the price of government inaction might be graver by far than the consequences of bold unorthodoxy.

In the end the question is: Who is to be master, man or his machines? As long as the control over technology rests primarily on economic calculation, the victor is not likely to be man.

Mathematics has given economics rigor, but alas, also mortis.

The cure for capitalism's failing would require that a government would have to rise above the interests of one class alone.

It is from the scope and wisdom of the economists of the past that we must reap the knowledge with which to face the future.

Veblen once asked a religious student the value of her church in kegs of beer.

To one American family out of four, the idea of capitalism as a benign system of comfort , dignity , and personal advance is only a myth , or worse, a bitter mockery.

If one could divine the nature of the economic forces in the world, one could foretell the future.

Less than seventy-five years after it officially began, the contest between capitalism and socialism is over: capitalism has won.

Socialism has been a great tragedy this century.

If you do not direct your path, the world will. Don't ever let anyone make you go where you do not want to be.

When your position is one of peace, then you're truly powerful.

Write it as easy as you think about the difficulty

Yeah. I mean, it just seemed to me that it was - I felt so helpless to this business of not having any papers. That seems like a throwback to a schoolboy.

I'm positive and I smile a lot, and I'm kind of a banana, but serious work just seems to find me, so I'm not going to argue with it.

True, He is infinite Majesty, but He is also infinite Goodness and infinite Love. There can be no greater Lord than God; neither can there be a more ardent lover than He.

God never breaks His promises.

Like piles of dry wood with red-hot coals underneath.

When ideas float in our mind, without any reflection or regard of the understanding, it is that which the French call reverie.

The most radical act anyone can commit is to be happy.