One does not hate so long as one continues to rate low, but only when one has come to rate equal or higher.

One is fruitful only at the cost of being rich in contradictions.

But it is the same with man as with the tree. The more he seeketh to rise into the height and light, the more vigorously do his roots struggle earthward, downward, into the dark and deep — into the evil.

The most welcome joke to me is the one that takes the place of a heavy, not altogether innocuous thought, at once a cautionary hint of the finger and a flash of the eye.

But are there many honest people who will admit that it is pleasing to give pain?

The heart and hand of those who always mete out become callous from always meting out.

It is however a disgrace to pray! Not for all, but for you, and me, and whoever has his a conscience.