The man who lets himself be bored is even more contemptible than the bore.
Is life worth living? This is a question for an embryo not for a man.
God and the Devil are an effort after specialisation and division of labour.
When a man is in doubt about this or that in his writing, it will often guide him if he asks himself how it will tell a hundred years hence.
It has been said that the love of money is the root of all evil. The want of money is so quite as truly.
Evil is like water, it abounds, is cheap, soon fouls, but runs itself clear of taint.