At worst, is not this an unjust world, full of nothing but beasts of prey, four-footed or two-footed?

The crash of the whole solar and stellar systems could only kill you once.

Of our thinking it is but the upper surface that we shape into articulate thought; underneath the region of argument and conscious discourse lies the region of meditation.

The deepest depth of vulgarism is that of setting up money as the ark of the covenant.

The mystical bond of brotherhood makes all men brothers.

Evil and good are everywhere, like shadow and substance; inseparable (for men) yet not hostile, only opposed.

Produce, produce! Were it but the pitifulest, infinitesimal fraction of a product, produce it in God's name. 'Tis the utmost thou hast in thee? Out with it then! Up, up! Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy whole might.