The human race is a race of cowards; and I am not only marching in that procession but carrying a banner.

By law of periodical repetition, everything which has happened once must happen again and again -- and not capriciously, but at regular periods, and each thing in its own period, not another's and each obeying its own law.

You see, he knew his own laws just as other people so often know the laws: by words, not by effects. They take a meaning, and get to be very vivid, when you come to apply them to yourself.

I've come loaded with statistics, for I've noticed that a man can't prove anything without statistics. No man can.

Man seems to be a rickety poor sort of thing, any way you take him; a kind of British Museum of infirmities and inferiorities. He is always undergoing repairs. A machine that was as unreliable as he is would have no market.

Being made merely in the image of God but not otherwise resembling him enough to be mistaken by anybody but a very near sighted person.

You have heretofore found out, by my teachings, that man is a fool; you are now aware that woman is a damned fool.