If true, rarely beautiful. If beautiful, rarely true.
I was a-trembling, because I'd got to decide, forever, betwixt two things, and I knowed it.
The human race consists of the damned and the ought-to-be damned.
I was born with Halley's Comet and I expect to die upon its return
Why should anybody want to save the human race, or damn it either? Does God want its society? Does Satan?
Man is a marvelous curiosity...he thinks he is the Creator's pet...he even believes the Creator loves him; has passion for him; sits up nights to admire him; yes and watch over him and keep him out of trouble. He prays to him and thinks he listens. Isn't it a quaint idea.