Conscience is less an inner voice than the memory of a mother's glance.

There is in all animals a sense of duty that man condescends to call instinct.

In the end, no thought is unthinkable, no problem unshrinkable, no two strangers unlinkable.

Since the majority is always wrong, might we try one election day where all the losers take office?

Grammar is not a set of arbitrary rules; it is a compact between people who wish to understand each other.

There is no tomorrow. There is only a planet turning on its axis, and a creature given to optimistic fancies.

For centuries, man believed that the sun revolves around the earth. Centuries later, he still thinks that time moves clockwise.