I have never seen what to me seemed an atom of proof that there is a future life. And yet-I am inclined to expect one.

Presbyterianism without infant damnation would be like the dog on the train that couldn't be identified because it had lost its tag.

We have a criminal jury system which is superior to any in the world and it's efficiency is only marred by the difficulty of finding twelve men every day who don't know anything and can't read-

Germany, the diseased world's bathhouse.

When some men discharge an obligation, you can hear the report for miles around.

Wherefore, I beseech you let the dog and the onions and these people of the strange and godless names work out their several salvations from their piteous and wonderful difficulties without help of mine, for indeed their trouble is sufficient as it is, whereas an I tried to help I should but damage their cause the more and yet mayhap not live myself to see the desolation wrought.

Few of us stand prosperity; another man's I mean.