Immature is the love of the youth, and immature his hatred of man and earth. His mind and the wings of his spirit are still tied down and heavy.

Glance into the world just as though time were gone: and everything crooked will become straight to you.

The body is a big sagacity, a plurality with one sense, a war and a peace, a flock and a shepherd.

And nobody lies as much as the indignant do.

Only ideas won by walking have any value.

If that glad message of your Bible were written in your faces, you would not need to demand belief in the authority of that book in such stiff-necked fashion.

It is only possible through the fact that sympathy for the general life and suffering of mankind is very weakly developed in the individual.