You can't reason someone out of something that they weren't reasoned into in the first place.

We love old travelers: we love to hear them prate, drivel and lie; we love them for their asinine vanity, their ability to bore, their luxuriant fertility of imagination, their startling, brilliant, overwhelming mendacity.

There have been innumerable Temporary Seekers after the Truth-have you ever heard of a permanent one?

When I was fourteen years old, I was amazed at how unintelligent my father was. By the time I turned twenty-one, I was astounded how much he had learned in the last seven years.

Hain't we got all the fools in town on our side? And hain't that a big enough majority in any town?

School gets in the way of my learning.

The truth is a precious commodity. That's why I use it so sparingly.