Mysteries Are Not Necessarily Miracles.

A Wife Is A Gift Bestowed Upon A Man To Reconcile Him To The Loss Of Paradise.

If One Has Not Read The Newspapers For Some Months And Then Reads Them All Together, One Sees, As One Never Saw Before, How Much Time Is Wasted With This Kind Of Literature.

I Am Certain That I Have Been Here As I Am Now A Thousand Times Before, And I Hope To Return A Thousand Times.

The Longer I Live, The More It Grieves Me To See Man, Who Occupies His Supreme Place For The Very Purpose Of Imposing His Will Upon Nature, And Freeing Himself And His From An Outrageous Necessity--to See Him Taken Up With Some False Notion, And Doing Just The Opposite Of What He Wants To Do; And Then, Because The Whole Bent Of His Mind Is Spoilt, Bungling Miserably Over Everything.

Reason Can Never Be Popular. Passions And Feelings May Become Popular, But Reason Will Always Remain The Sole Property Of A Few Eminent Individuals.