We are all in the same boat, in a stormy sea, and we owe each other a terrible loyalty.

Ten thousand women marched through the streets shouting, 'We will not be dictated to,' and went off and became stenographers.

...the primary paradox that man is superior to all the things around him and yet is at their mercy.

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.

The Universe is the most extraordinary masterpiece ever constructed by nobody.

The miser is the man who starves himself and everybody else, in order to worship wealth in its dead form, as distinct from its living form.

It is assumed that the skeptic has no bias; whereas he has a very obvious bias in favour of skepticism.