Habit is the great flywheel of society.

Why may we not be in the universe, as our dogs and cats are in our drawingrooms and libraries?

The total mental efficiency of a man is the resultant of the working together of all his faculties. He is too complex a being for any one of them to have the casting vote. If any one of them do have the casting vote, it is more likely to be the strength of his desire and passion, the strength of the interest he takes in what is proposed. Concentration, memory, reasoning power, inventiveness, excellence of the senses, all are subsidiary to this.

True is the name for whatever idea starts the verification process, useful is the name for its completed function in experience

Millions of items in the outward order are present to my senses which never properly enter into my experience. Why? Because they have no interest for me. My experience is what I agree to attend to. Only those items which I notice shape my mind --without selective interest, experience is an utter chaos.

Nothing is so fatiguing as the eternal hanging on of an uncompleted task.

Truth lives, in fact, for the most part on a credit system