I do not know what we should do without the pulpit. We could better spare the sun-the moon, anyway.

I cherish the dreams of yesterday and dare not dwell on the err's of my past whose fate has been long decided, and effect I can not change. For the dreams of yesterday are the challenges of today, and the hope for tomorrow.

Evolution is the law of policies: Darwin said it, Socrates endorsed it, Cuvier proved it and established it for all time in his paper on The Survival of the Fittest. These are illustrious names, this is a mighty doctrine: nothing can ever remove it from its firm base, nothing dissolve it, but evolution.

There is no God, no universe, no human race, no earthly life, no heaven, no hell. It is all a dream, a grotesque and foolish dream. Nothing exists but you. And you are but a thought -a vagrant thought, a useless thought, a homeless thought, wandering forlorn among the empty eternities!

Wisdom teaches us that none but birds should go out early, and that not even birds should do it unless they are out of worms.

But we are all insane, anyway ... The suicides seem to be the only sane people.

The less a man knows the bigger the noise he makes and the higher the salary he commands.