It Is My Opinion That A Man's

Easy Reading Is Damn Hard Writing.

Some Illusions...are The Shadows Of Great Truths.

The Love Of Science To Rival The Love Of Woman, In Its Depth And Absorbing Energy.

It Is To The Credit Of Human Nature, That, Except Where Its Selfishness Is Brought Into Play, It Loves More Readily Than It Hates. Hatred, By A Gradual And Quiet Process, Will Even Be Transformed To Love, Unless The Change Be Impeded By A Continually New Irritation Of The Original Feeling Of Hostility.

No Man For Any Considerable Period Can Wear One Face To Himself And Another To The Multitude, Without Finally Getting Bewildered As To Which May Be The True.