Religion, after all, is nothing but an hypothesis framed to account for what is evidentially unaccounted for.

Los Angeles: nineteen suburbs in search of a metropolis.

High-toned humanitarians constantly overestimate the sufferings of those they sympathize with.

Kant was probably the worst writer ever heard of on earth before Karl Marx. Some of his ideas were really quite simple, but he always managed to make them seem unintelligible. I hope he is in Hell.

I believe that it should be perfectly lawful to print even things that outrage the pruderies and prejudices of the general, so long as any honest minority, however small, wants to read them. The remedy of the majority is not prohibition, but avoidance.

Hanging one scoundrel, it appears, does not deter the next. Well, what of it? The first one is at least disposed of.

A bad artist almost always tries to conceal his incompetence by whooping up a new formula.