It's not victory if it doesn't end the war.

If atoms do, by chance, happen to combine themselves into so many shapes, why have they never combined together to form a house or a slipper? By the same token, why do we not believe that if innumerable letters of the Greek alphabet were poured all over the market-place they would eventually happen to form the text of the Iliad?

My life has been full of terrible misfortunes most of which never happened.

I neither complain of the past, nor do I fear the future.

This idea is more surely understood by interrogation; WHAT DO I KNOW? which I bear as my motto with the emblem of a pair of scales.

A good marriage (if any there be) refuses the conditions of love and endeavors to present those of amity.

I write to keep from going mad from the contradictions I find among mankind - and to work some of those contradictions out for myself.