There is no permanent absolute unchangeable truth; what we should pursue is the most convenient arrangement of our ideas.

I am the enfant terrible of literature and science. If I cannot, and I know I cannot, get the literary and scientific bigwigs to give me a shilling, I can, and I know I can, heave bricks into the middle of them.

Spare the rod and spoil the child.

Loyalty is still the same, whether it win or lose the game; as true as a dial to the sun, although it be not shined upon.

The human intellect owes its superiority over that of the lower animals in great measure to the stimulus which alcohol has given imagination.

History is a bucket of ashes.

Any fool can tell the truth, but it requires a man of some sense to know how to lie well.