I do not wish to be a coward like the father of mankind and throw the blame upon a woman.

We do not want to think. We do not want to hear. We do not care about anything. Only give us a good dinner and plenty of money, and let us outshine our neighbors. There is the Nineteenth Century Gospel.

The radical defect in Christianity is that it tried to win the world by a bribe, and it has become a nullity.

Friendship is usually treated...as a tough...thing which will survive all manner of bad treatment. But this is an exceedingly great and foolish error; it may die in an hour of a single unwise word.

The art of pleasing is more based on the art of seeming pleased than people think of, and she disarmed the prejudices of her enemies by the unaffected delight she appeared to take in themselves.

Christianity is a formula: it is nothing more.

No great talker ever did any great thing yet, in this world.