If You Can Eat Sawdust Without Butter,

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.

The Only Condition Of Peace In This World Is To Have No Ideas, Or, At Least Not To Express Them.

Between Two Groups Of People Who Want To Make Inconsistent Kinds Of Worlds, I See No Remedy But Force.

You Hear That Boy Laughing?you Think He's All Fun; But The Angels Laugh, Too, At The Good He Has Done; The Children Laugh Loud As They Troop To His Call, And The Poor Man That Knows Him Laughs Loudest Of All.

It Is Mere Childishness To Expect Men To Believe As Their Fathers Did; That Is, If They Have Any Minds Of Their Own. The World Is A Whole Generation Older And Wiser Than When The Father Was Of His Son's Age.