No religion is a true religion that does not make men tingle to their finger tips with a sense of infinite hazard.

Where men cannot freely convey their thoughts to one another, no other liberty is secure.

We cannot swing up a rope which is attached only to our own belt.

Art is life, plus caprice.

Man is the only animal that contemplates death, and also the only animal that shows any sign of doubt of its finality.

No religion is a true religion that does not make men tingle to their finger tips with a sense of infinite hazard.

Only the man who has enough good in him to feel the justice of the penalty can be punished; the others can only be hurt.