The victors called the revolution a triumph of liberty; but now and then liberty in the slogans of the strong means freedom from restraint in the exploitation of the weak.

Civilizations come and go; they conquer the earth and crumble into dust; but faith survives every desolation.

The trouble with most people is that they think with their hopes or fears or wishes rather than with their minds.

As long as there is poverty there will be gods.

Every science begins as philosophy and ends as art; it arises in hypothesis and flows into achievement.

Liberty is a product of order.

Underneath all civilization, ancient or modern, moved and still moves a sea of magic, superstition, and sorcery. Perhaps they will remain when the works of our reason have passed away.