People are usually more firmly convinced that their opinions are precious than that they are true.

Perhaps the only true dignity of man is his capacity to despise himself.

The true Christian is in all countries a pilgrim and a stranger.

Never build your emotional life on the weaknesses of others.

. . . until the curtain was rung down on the last act of the drama (and it might have no last act!) he wished the intellectual cripples and the moral hunchbacks not to be jeered at; perhaps they might turn out to be the heroes of the play.

We crave support in vanity, as we do in religion, and never forgive contradictions in that sphere.

The family is an early expedient and in many ways irrational. If the race had developed a special sexless class to be nurses, pedagogues, and slaves, like the workers among ants and bees, then the family would have been unnecessary. Such a division of labor would doubtless have involved evils of its own, but it would have obviated some drags and vexations proper to the family.