The mark of a civilized man is his willingness to re-examine his most cherished beliefs.

It is perfectly easy to be original by violating the laws of decency and the canons of good taste.

Even for practical purposes theory generally turns out the most important thing in the end.

Nothing can be so perfect while we possess it as it will seem when remembered.

Beware of making your moral staple consist of the negative virtues.

Why should you row a boat race? Why endure the long months of pain in preparation for a fierce half hour that will leave you all but dead? Does anyone ask the question? Is there anyone who would not go through all the costs, and more, for the moment when anguish breaks into triumph or even for the glory of having nobly lost? Is life less than a boat race? If a man will give the blood in his body to win the one, will he spend all the might of his soul to prevail in the other?

Reason may be the lever, but sentiment gives you the fulcrum and the place to stand on if you want to move the world.