I would like, in my arbitrary way, to bring one nearer to the actual human being.
If we are to achieve things never before accomplished we must employ methods never before attempted
Truth is a naked and open daylight, that does not show the masques, and mummeries, and triumphs of the world, half so stately and daintily as candle-lights. . . A mixture of a lie doth ever add pleasure
Truth is so hard to tell, it sometimes needs fiction to make it plausible.
Why should I be angry with a man for loving himself better than me?
The voice of the people has about it something divine: for how otherwise can so many heads agree together as one?