Between ourselves, there is no such thing, abstractly, as a 'good' book. A book is 'good' only when it meets some human hunger or refutes some human error.

Men talk of "finding God," but no wonder it is difficult; He is hidden in that darkest hiding-place, your heart. You yourself are a part of Him.

It is unfair to blame man too fiercely for being pugnacious; he learned the habit from Nature.

A critic is a gong at a railroad crossing clanging loudly and vainly as the train goes by.

Truth is the ricochet of a prejudice bouncing off a fact.

The unluckiest insolvent in the world is the man whose expenditure of speech is too great for his income of ideas.

A man who has never made a woman angry is a failure in life.