But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.

Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.

Truly there is no such thing as finality.

Being proposed to all is very nice and all that sort of thing, but it isn’t at all a happy thing when you have to see a poor fellow, whom you know loves you honestly, going away and looking all broken-hearted, and to know that, no matter what he may say at the moment, you are passing quite out if his life

This man belongs to me, I want him!

These infinitesimal distinctions between man and man are too paltry for an Omnipotent Being. How these madmen give themselves away! The real God taketh heed lest a sparrow fall. But the God created from human vanity sees no difference between an eagle and a sparrow.

Euthanasia" is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it.