The cure for the evils of democracy is more democracy.

What is too often forgotten is that nature obviously intends the botched to die, and that every interference with that benign process is full of dangers.

No man of honor ever quite lives up to his code, any more than a moral man manages to avoid sin.

I have often argued that a poet more than thirty years old is simply an overgrown child. I begin to suspect that there may be some truth in it.

Politics, as hopeful men practise it in the world, consists mainly of the delusion that a change in form is a change in substance.

All the great villainies of history, from the murder of Abel onward, have been perpetrated by sober men, chiefly by Teetotalers.

It is only doubt that creates. It is only the minority that counts.