All men think that all men are mortal but themselves.

Men may live fools, but fools they cannot die.

Men are mortal, but ideas are immortal.

Some for renown, on scraps of learning dote, And think they grow immortal as they quote.

Anarchism is founded on the observation that since few men are wise enough to rule themselves, even fewer are wise enough to rule others.

Man is mortal. This is his fate. Man pretends not to be mortal. That is his sin. Man is a creature of time and place, whose perspectives and insights are invariably conditioned by his immediate circumstances.