The world is dying of machinery; that is the great disease, that is the plague that will sweep away and destroy civilization; man will have to rise against it sooner or later.

I don’t try to describe the future. I try to prevent it.

Fate leads the willing and drags along those who hang back.

People will not look forward to posterity who never look backward to their ancestors.

The less a man knows about the past and the present, the more insecure must prove to be his judgment of the future.