The great Gaels of Ireland are the men that God made mad, For all their wars are merry, and all their songs are sad.

You'll never find the solution if you don't see the problem.

We all know that the 'divine glory of the ego' is socially a great nuisance; we all do actually value our friends for modesty, freshness, and simplicity of heart. Whatever may be the reason, we all do warmly respect humility - in other people.

Shouldn't atheist have an equal obligation to explain pleasure in a world of randomness. Where does pleasure come from?

It is ludicrous to suppose that the more sceptical we are the more we see good in everything. It is clear that the more we are certain what good is, the more we shall see good in everything.

In the end it will not matter to us whether we wrote well or ill; whether we fought with flails or reeds. It will matter to us greatly on what side we fought.

The power which makes a man able to entertain a good impulse is the same as that which enables him to make a good gun; it is imagination.