We often refuse to accept an idea merely because the tone of voice in which it has been expressed is unsympathetic to us.

I love the valiant; but it is not enough to wield a broadsword, one must also know against whom.

We are more pained when one of our friends is guilty of something shameful than when we do it ourselves.

Christianity is a metaphysics of the hangman.

The hour-hand of life.

The good displeases us when we are not up to it.

At bottom every man knows well enough that he is a unique being, only once on this earth; and by no extraordinary chance will such a marvelously picturesque piece of diversity in unity as he is, ever be put together a second time.