It is not monogamy when there is one legal wife, and mistresses out of sight.

Man peoples his current living space with a world of his own, crowded with the offspring of his fancies, desires, impulses, and passions.

There can be no wise politics without thought beforehand.

In a 50 mile radius around Chicago one can see the red aura of pain, agony, terror, anger from all the animals being butchered there.

Liberty is a great celestial Goddess, strong, beneficent, and austere, and she can never descend upon a nation by the shouting of crowds, nor by arguments of unbridled passion, nor by the hatred of class against class.

Strange indeed would it be if all the space around us be empty, mere waste void, and the inhabitants of Earth the only forms in which intelligence could clothe itself.

Death is but an aspect of life, and the destruction of one material form is but a prelude to building up of another.