Every church is a stone on the grave of a god-man: it does not want him to rise up again under any circumstances.

Patriotism. Combustible rubbish ready to the torch of any one ambitious to illuminate his name.

I was a little crazy. But I wasn't crazy in any complicated manner.

that people don’t speak in theories, that the theories they employ change, flexibly, and of necessity, from moment to moment in conversation, that the notion of limiting conversation to a rigid rule of theoretical constancy is an absurd denial of what conversation is.

Written By Adam Gopnik

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