And Silence, Like A Poultice, Comes To

Every Man Is An Omnibus In Which His Ancestors Ride.

In My Opinion, Economists And Sociologists Are The People To Whom We Ought To Turn More Than We Do For Instruction In The Grounds And Foundations Of All Rational Decisions.

There Is Something Frightful In The Way In Which Not Only Characteristic Qualities, But Particular Manifestations Of Them, Are Repeated From Generation To Generation.

There Is In All Men A Demand For The Superlative, So Much So That The Poor Devil That Has No Other Way Of Reaching It Attains It By Getting Drunk.

A Word Is Not A Crystal, Transparent And Unchanged; It Is The Skin Of A Living Thought And May Vary Greatly In Color And Content According To The Circumstances And Time In Which It Is Used.