Continuous improvement is better than delayed perfection.

Death is the starlit strip between the companionship of yesterday and the reunion of tomorrow.

I hope all of us may eventually be together in everlasting peace and bliss -- except the inventor of the #‎ telephone .

It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want—oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!

Missionarying was a better thing in those days than it is in ours. All you had to do was to cure the head savage´s sick daughter by a miracle- a miracle like the miracle of Lourdes in our day, for instance- and immediately that head savage was your convert, and filled to the eyes with a new convert´s enthusiasm. You could sit down and make yourself easy now. He would take the ax and convert the rest of the nation himself.

No God and no religion can survive ridicule. No political church, no nobility, no royalty or other fraud, can face ridicule in a fair field, and live.

A joke, even if it be a lame one, is nowhere so keenly relished or quickly applauded as in a murder trial.