With most men, unbelief in one thing springs from blind belief in another.

Every man has his moral backside which he refrains from showing unless he has to and keeps covered as long as possible with the trousers of decorum.

A good metaphor is something even the police should keep an eye on.

There are very many people who read simply to prevent themselves from thinking.

Many intelligent people, when about to write . . . , force on their minds a certain notion about style, just as they screw up their faces when they sit for their portraits.

Perhaps in time the so-called Dark Ages will be thought of as including our own.

We can see nothing whatever of the soul unless it is visible in the expression of the countenance; one might call the faces at a large assembly of people a history of the human soul written in a kind of Chinese ideograms.