When certain unmarried men, who had lost their capacity to sin, sat indoors, breathing bad air, and passed resolutions about what was right and what wrong, making rules for the guidance of the people, instead of trusting to the natural, happy instincts of the individual, they ushered in the Dark Ages. These are the gentlemen who blocked human evolution absolutely for a thousand years.

There is a wild, splendid, intoxicating joy that follows work well done.

Let a man once see himself as others see him, and all enthusiasm vanishes from his heart.

Men are only as great as they are kind.

The cheerful loser is the winner.

The only man who makes money following the races is one who does it with a broom and shovel.

The reason men oppose progress is not that they hate progress, but that they love inertia.