Though I believe in liberalism, I find it difficult to believe in liberals.

And they that rule in England, in stately conclaves met, alas, alas for England they have no graves as yet.

There is a great deal of difference between an eager man who wants to read a book and the tired man who wants a book to read.

Criticism is only words about words, and of what use are words about such words as these?

Only friendliness produces friendship. And we must look far deeper into the soul of man for the thing that produces friendliness.

Madness does not come by breaking out, but by giving in; by settling down in some dirty, little, self-repeating circle of ideas; by being tamed.

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