That is the way we are made: we don't reason, where we feel; we just feel.

When a man stands on the verge of seventy-two you know perfectly well that he never reached that place without knowing what this life is - heartbreaking bereavement.

Peace by persuasion has a pleasant sound, but I think we should not be able to work it. We should have to tame the human race first, and history seems to show that that cannot be done.

You thunder and lightning too much; the reader ceases to get under the bed, by and by.

Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.

It is yet another Civilized Power, with its banner of the Prince of Peace in one hand and its loot-basket and its butcher-knife in the other. Is there no salvation for us but to adopt Civilization and lift ourselves down to its level?.

Get your facts first, then you can distort them as you please.