The woman who can't influence her husband to vote the way she wants ought to be ashamed of herself.
But Humanity, in its desire for comfort, had over-reached itself. It had exploited the riches of nature too far. Quietly and complacently, it was sinking into decadence, and progress had come to mean the progress of the Machine.
I would rather be a coward than brave because people hurt you when you are brave.
All men are equal — all men, that is to say, who possess umbrellas.
Adventures do occur, but not punctually.
Do we find happiness so often that we should turn it off the box when it happens to sit there?