What we call conscience in many instances, is only a wholesome fear of the law.
Character is very much a matter of health.
It is our relation to circumstances that determines their influence upon us.
Women seldom forfeit their claims to respect to men whom they respect.
The past is the sepulchre of our dead emotions.
Hunting is a relic of the barbarism that once thirsted for human blood, but is now content with the blood of animals.