There is also an insulting speech about 'one grey day just like another'. You might as well talk about one green tree like another.

Earth will grow worse till men redeem it, And wars more evil, ere all wars cease.

Progress is a comparative of which we have not settled the superlative.

The Bible tells us to love our neighbors, and also to love our enemies; probably because they are generally the same people.

But those dealing in the actual manufacture of mind are dealing in a very explosive material. The material is not merely the clay of which man is master, but the truths or semblances of truth which have a certain mastery over man. The material is explosive because it must be taken seriously. The men writing books really are throwing bombs.

Coincidence is a spiritual pun.

The average man votes below himself; he votes with half a mind or a hundredth part of one. A man ought to vote with the whole of himself, as he worships or gets married. A man ought to vote with his head and heart, his soul and stomach, his eye for faces and his ear for music; also (when sufficiently provoked) with his hands and feet. If he has ever seen a fine sunset, the crimson color of it should creep into his vote. The question is not so much whether only a minority of the electorate votes. The point is that only a minority of the voter votes.