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.

Christianity is a formula: it is nothing more.

Excess always carries it's own retributions.

Fame has only the span of the day, they say. But to live in the hearts of people-that is worth something.

In a few generations more, there will probably be no room at all allowed for animals on the earth: no need of them, no toleration of them. An immense agony will have then ceased, but with it there will also have passed away the last smile of the world's youth.

You know the Ark of Israel and the calf of Belial were both made of gold. Religion has never yet changed the metal of her one adoration.

Woman already controls by not seeming to do so. Talk no more of her rights.