Ah, the bitter, hopeless heart-hunger of godlessness none but an atheist can understand!

Heed the spark or you may dread the fire.

All is egotism. The only people whose mainspring is not egotism are the dead and perhaps idiots.

Only a very small percentage can regard conditions from any but a selfish point of view or conceive of any but their own shoe-pinch.

When all is said and done, friendship is the only trustworthy fabric of the affections. So-called LOVE is a delirious inhuman state of mind: when hot it substitutes indulgence for fair play; when cold it is cruel, but friendship is warmth in cold, firm ground in a bog.

In the career of a prodigy there invariably comes a time when it is compelled to relinquish being very clever for a child, and has to enter the business of life in competition with adults.

It is a wise provision that youth cannot see what it owes the previous generation. This is a chicken that comes back to roost in heavier years.