To me the Universe was all void of Life, of Purpose, of Volition, even of Hostility; it was one huge, dead, immeasurable Steam-engine, rolling on, in its dead indifference, to grind me limb from limb. Oh vast gloomy, solitary Golgotha, and Mill of Death! Why was the living banished thither companionless, conscious? Why, if there is no Devil; nay, unless the Devil is your God?

The word of Mohammad is a voice direct from nature's own heart - all else is wind in comparison.

Pin your faith to no ones sleeves, haven't you two eyes of your own.

Lies exist only to be extinguished.

Government is emphatically a machine: to the discontented a taxing machine, to the contented a machine for securing property.

If a man was great while living, he becomes tenfold greater when dead.

Experience takes dreadfully high school-wages, but he teaches like no other.