With all that we hear of American hustle and hurry, it is rather strange that Americans seem to like to linger on longer words.

The humorous look of children is perhaps the most endearing of all the bonds that hold the Cosmos together.

A man must be orthodox upon most things, or he will never even have time to preach his own heresy.

The outer ring of Christianity is a rigid guard of ethical abnegations and professional priests; but inside that inhuman guard you will find the old human life dancing like children and drinking wine like men; for Christianity is the only frame for pagan freedom. But in the modern philosophy the case is opposite; it is its outer ring that is obviously artistic and emancipated; its despair is within.

Like every book I never wrote, it is by far the best book I have ever written.

America is the only country ever founded on a creed.

Each generation is converted by the saint who contradicts it most.