My life is a crystal teardrop. There are snowflakes falling in the teardrop and little figures trudging around in slow motion. If I were to look into the teardrop for the next million years, I might never find out who the people are, and what they are doing.

he’s not stupid, he’s just not observant.

In harmony there is nothing strange. And life is a vast harmony. I've understood this. But, you see- the moulded whimsy of a frieze on a portico keeps us from recognizing, sometimes, the symmetry of the whole. . .

las intervenciones de los gobiernos sólo tienen en cuenta las consecuencias que saltan a la vista, pero ignoran las que no se ven,

Written By Henry Hazlitt

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