The Moral Sense teaches us what is right, and how to avoid it-when unpopular.

Never argue with people who buy ink by the gallon.

I can speak French but I cannot understand it.

No one is sane, straight along, year in and year out, and we all know it. Our insanities are of varying sorts, and express themselves in varying forms-fortunately harmless forms as a rule.

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

The very ink with which history is written is merely fluid prejudice.

Human pride is not worthwhile; there is always something lying in wait to take the wind out of it.