To say that mind is a product or function of protoplasm, or of its molecular changes, is to use words to which we can attach no clear conception

In my solitude I have pondered much on the incomprehensible subjects of space, eternity, life and death.

Mars, therefore, is not only uninhabited by intelligent beings such as Mr. Lowell postulates, but is absolutely uninhabitable.

In all works on Natural History, we constantly find details of the marvellous adaptation of animals to their food, their habits, and the localities in which they are found.

I spent, as you know, a year and a half in a clergyman's family and heard almost every Tuesday the very best, most earnest and most impressive preacher it has ever been my fortune to meet with, but it produced no effect whatever on my mind.

Truth is born into this world only with pangs and tribulations, and every fresh truth is received unwillingly. To expect the world to receive a new truth, or even an old truth, without challenging it, is to look for one of those miracles which do not occur.

To say that mind is a product or function of protoplasm, or of its molecular changes, is to use words to which we can attach no clear conception