Science is being daily more and more personified and anthromorphized into a god. By and by they will say that science took our nature upon him, and sent down his only begotten son, Charles Darwin, or Huxley, into the world so that those who believe in him, &c.; and they will burn people for saying that science, after all, is only an expression for our ignorance of our own ignorance.

Memory and forgetfulness are as life and death to one another. To live is to remember and to remember is to live. To die is to forget and to forget is to die.

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

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

He that complies against his will, Is of his own opinion still.

Whatsoever we perpetrate, we do but row; we are steered by fate.

Whereas, to borrow an illustration from mathematics, life was formerly an equation of, say, 100 unknown quantities, it is now one of 99 only, inasmuch as memory and heredity have been shown to be one and the same thing.