I can forgive Alfred Nobel for having invented dynamite, but only a fiend in human form could have invented the Nobel Prize.

How can what an Englishman believes be hearsay? It is a contradiction in terms.

If I refuse to allow my leg to be amputated, its mortification and my death may prove that I was wrong; but if I let the leg go, nobody can ever prove that it would not have mortified had I been obstinate. Operation is therefore the safe side for the surgeon as well as the lucrative side.

If all the Churches of Europe closed their doors until the drums ceased rolling they would act as a most powerful reminder that though the glory of war is a famous and ancient glory, it is not the final glory of God.

Hatred is the coward's revenge for being intimidated.

While we ourselves are the living graves of murdered animals, how can we expect any ideal living conditions on this earth?

Alcohol is the anesthesia by which we endure the operation of life.