That there is a secret itself is a secret.

She couldn't have found anything nastier to say if she had thought it out with both hands for a fortnight.

Christendom and heathendom now stand face to face... At bottom is a violent and irreconcilable quarrel about the nature of God and the nature of an and the ultimate nature of the universe; it is a war of dogma.

Advertise, or go under.

A marriage of two independent and equally irritable intelligences seems to me reckless to the point of insanity.

The war has jerked us pretty sharply into consciousness about this slug-a-bed sin of Sloth, and perhaps we need not say too much about it. But two warnings are rather necessary.

A facility for quotation covers the absence of original thought.