There are depths in man that go to the lowest hell, and heights that reach the highest heaven, for are not both heaven and hell made out of him, everlasting miracle and mystery that he is.

If a book comes from the heart, it will contrive to reach other hearts; all art and author-craft are of small amount to that.

For the superior morality, of which we hear so much, we too would desire to be thankful: at the same time, it were but blindness to deny that this superior morality is properly rather an inferior criminality, produced not by greater love of Virtue, but by greater perfection of Police; and of that far subtler and stronger Police, called Public Opinion.

A well-written life is almost as rare as a well-spent one.

Laughter is the cipher key wherewith we decipher the whole man

A stammering man is never a worthless one. Physiology can tell you why. It is an excess of sensibility to the presence of his fellow creature, that makes him stammer.

Love not pleasure; love God. This is the Everlasting Yea, wherein all contradiction is solved.