No Power Can Be Maintained When It

I Call Christianity The One Great Curse, The One Great Intrinsic Depravity, And The One Great Instinct Of Revenge, For Which No Means Are Venomous Enough, Or Secret, Subterranean And Small Enough - I Call It The One Immortal Blemish On The Human Race.

There They Laugh: They Do Not Understand Me; I Am Not The Mouth For These Ears.

Not He Is Great Who Can Alter Matter, But He Who Can Alter My State Of Mind.

What Is Evil?-whatever Springs From Weakness.

If We Lacked Curiosity, We Should Do Less For The Good Of Our Neighbor. But, Under The Name Of Duty Or Pity, Curiosity Steals Into The Home Of The Unhappy And The Needy. Perhaps Even In The Famous Mother-love There Is A Good Deal Of Curiosity.