the object of a new year is not that we should have a new year, but rather that we should have a new soul.

One pleasure attached to growing older is that many things seem to be growing younger; growing fresher and more lively than we once supposed them to be.

It's not that we don't have enough scoundrels to curse; it's that we don't have enough good men to curse them.

Altruists, with thin, weak voices, denounce Christ as an egoist. Egoists (with even thinner and weaker voices) denounce Him as an altruist.

But a somewhat more liberal and sympathetic examination of mankind will convince us that the cross is even older than the gibbet, that voluntary suffering was before and independent of compulsory; and in short that in most important matters a man has always been free to ruin himself if he chose.

Any one of the strange laws we suffer is a compromise between a fad and a vested interest.

But there is good news yet to hear and fine things to be seen before we go to Paradise by way of Kensal Green.