... in a wicked way, it is an incentive to good living to observe the spice of enjoyment there is to a godly soul in a very little sin.
Truth is like heat or light; its vibrations are endless, and are endlessly felt.
Fighting should be left to dogs and cats and chickens, who can't reason.
In connection with death, or birth, or love, modesty is only a rather puerile self-consciousness.
... safety that depends on an apron-string is very unsafe!
Hearts don't come when Reason whistles to 'em.