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.

All say, ‘how hard it is that we have to die’ -- a strange complaint to come from the mouths of those who have had to live.

If you don't know how to pronounce a word, say it loudly. Do not compound mispronunciation with inaudibility

Denial is much more then an Egyptian River.

Shall we go on conferring our Civilization upon the peoples that sit in darkness, or shall we give those poor things a rest?

Gratitude is a debt which usually goes on accumulating like blackmail; the more you pay, the more is exacted.

It is a time when one's spirit is subdued and sad, one knows not why; when the past seems a storm-swept desolation, life a vanity and a burden, and the future but a way to death.