There are remedies for all things but death.

War is a quarrel between two thieves too cowardly to fight their own battle; therefore they take boys from one village and another village, stick them into uniforms, equip them with guns, and let them loose like wild beasts against one other.

It is the first of all problems for a man to find out what kind of work he is to do in this universe.

How, without clothes, could we possess the master organ, soul's seat and true pineal gland of the body social--I mean a purse?

Leaders: Captains of industry.

It is a strange trade that of advocacy. Your intellect, your highest heavenly gift is hung up in the shop window like a loaded pistol for sale.

Nothing is more terrible than activity without insight.