There is a kinship, a kind of freemasonry, between all persons of intelligence, however antagonistic their moral outlook.

There is in us a lyric germ or nucleus which deserves respect; it bids a man to ponder or create; and in this dim corner of himself he can take refuge and find consolations which the society of his fellow creatures does not provide.

A man can believe a considerable deal of rubbish, and yet go about his daily work in a rational and cheerful manner.

Education is a state-controlled manufactory of echoes.

The families of our friends are always a disappointment.

There is a kinship, a kind of freemasonry, between all persons of intelligence, however antagonistic their moral outlook.

Many a man who thinks to found a home discovers that he has merely opened a tavern for his friends.