Rules of society are nothing; one's conscience is the umpire.

Do I believe in ghosts? No, but I'm afraid of them.

[On the legend that after being beheaded St. Denis walked six miles with his head in his hands:] It is only the first step that is difficult.

Rules of society are nothing; one's conscience is the umpire.

Impromptu thoughts are mental wild-flowers.

God is not more incomprehensible than you; but if he is not more just, it is hardly worth while beIieving in him.

. . . everything seems insupportable to me. This may very well be because I am insupportable myself.