The Main Object Of Religion Is Not

There Are Disappointments Which Wring Us, And There Are Those Which Inflict A Wound Whose Mark We Bear To Our Graves. Such Are So Keen That No Future Gratification Of The Same Desire Can Ever Obliterate Them: They Become Registered As A Permanent Loss Of Happiness.

I Wish I Had Never Been Born--there Or Anywhere Else.

Like The British Constitution, She Owes Her Success In Practice To Her Inconsistencies In Principle.

I May Do Some Good Before I Am Dead--be A Sort Of Success As A Frightful Example Of What Not To Do; And So Illustrate A Moral Story.

Give The Enemy Not Only A Road For Flight, But Also A Means Of Defending It.