There is nothing you can do that profit does not enter into, and fear of loss, and wish for power. You cannot say good morning without knowing which of you is 'superior' to the other, or trying to prove it. You cannot act like a brother to other people, you must manipulate them, or command them, or obey them, or trick them. You cannot touch another person, yet they will not leave you alone. There is no freedom.

My imagination makes me human and makes me a fool; it gives me all the world and exiles me from it.

His authority was in fact immense; but he never stood on it. He sat down on it, comfortably, and invited you to sit down with him.

...up here on the Ice each of us is singular, isolate, I as cut off from those like me, from my society and its rules, as he from his. [...] We are equals at last, equal, alien, alone.

The premise is: everybody's like me and we all think alike.The corollary is: people who don't think like me don't matter.

If you deny any affinity with another person or kind of person, if you declare it to be wholly different from yourself