The moment we want to believe something, we suddenly see all the arguments for it, and become blind to the arguments against it.

Assassination on the scaffold is the worst form of assassination.

Make me a beautiful word for doing things tomorrow; for that surely is a great and blessed invention.

What Englishman will give his mind to politics as long as he can afford to keep a motor car?

I would exchange every painting of Christ for one snapshot.

Be like the sun and meadow, which are not in the least concerned about the coming winter.

Words are only postage stamps delivering the object for you to unwrap