Some time in our lives every man and woman of us, putting out our hands toward the stars, touch on either side our prison walls the immutable limitations of temperament

moral vanity is the snare of good people.

Lawyers make their cake by cooking up other people's troubles.

Conscience that isn't hitched up to common sense is a mighty dangerous thing.

There isn't any virtue where there has never been any temptation.

In connection with death, or birth, or love, modesty is only a rather puerile self-consciousness.

Self-sacrifice which denies common sense is not a virtue. It's a spiritual dissipation.