Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.

Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret; for this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see, the doubting of wise men would be his greatest strength.

There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.

Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?

It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.

Let me tell you, my friend, that there are things done today in electrical science which would have been deemed unholy by the very man who discovered electricity, who would themselves not so long before been burned as wizards

I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.