In war-time a man is called a hero. It doesn't make him any braver, and he runs for his life. But at least it's a hero who is running away.

A wife loves out of duty, and duty leads to constraint, and constraint kills desire.

There is nothing so wrong in this world that a sensible woman can't set it right in the course of an afternoon.

Falsehood is the jockey of misfortune.

In times of death and famine, reason is on the side of the priests-who have their own kind of logic which cries for miracles and, on occasion, invents them.

When he (man) ceased any longer to heed the words of the seers and prophets, science lovingly brought forth the radio.

Education makes us more stupid than the brutes. A thousand voices call to us on every hand, but our ears are stopped with wisdom.