Men who believe that, through some exceptional grace or good fortune, they have found God, feel little need of culture.

People who pin their faith to a catchword never feel the necessity of understanding anything.

Wit is the salt of conversation, not the food, and few things in the world are more wearying than a sarcastic attitude towards life.

The age of credulity is every age the world has ever known. Men have always turned from the ascertained, which is limited and discouraging, to the dubious, which is unlimited and full of hope for everybody.

We are tethered to our kind, and may as well join hands in the struggle.

I do strive to think well of my fellow man, but no amount of striving can give me confidence in the wisdom of a congressional vote.

This is the sphinx of the hearthstone, the little god of domesticity, whose presence turns a house into a home.