Well-bred instinct meets reason halfway
Nothing can so pierce the soul as the uttermost sigh of the body.
Does the thoughtful man suppose that...the present experiment in civilization is the last world we will see?
There is no dunce like a mature dunce.
There is no greater stupidity or meanness than to take uniformity for an ideal.
Civilization is perhaps approaching one of those long winters that overtake it from time to time. Romantic Christendom - picturesque, passionate, unhappy episode - may be coming to an end. Such a catastrophe would be no reason for despair.