Education Is A State-controlled Manufactory Of Echoes.

He Talks About The Scylla Of Atheism And The Charybdis Of Christianity - A State Of Mind Which, By The Way, Is Not Conducive To Bold Navigation.

Shall I Give You My Recipe For Happiness? I Find Everything Useful And Nothing Indispensable. I Find Everything Wonderful And Nothing Miraculous. I Reverence The Body. I Avoid First Causes Like The Plague.

No One Can Expect A Majority To Be Stirred By Motives Other Than Ignoble.

The Sublimity Of Wisdom Is To Do Those Things Living, Which Are To Be Desired When Dying.

I Wish The English Still Possessed A Shred Of The Old Sense Of Humour Which Puritanism, And Dyspepsia, And Newspaper Reading, And Tea-drinking Have Nearly Extinguished.