There Are Two Things That Seem To

Every Man Who Has At Last Succeeded, After Long Effort, In Calling Up The Divinity Which Lies Hidden In A Woman's Heart, Is Startled To Find That He Must Obey The God He Summoned.

Morality Is A Private And Costly Luxury.

If Thought Is Capable Of Being Classed With Electricity, Or Will With Chemical Affinity, As A Mode Of Motion, It Seems Necessary To Fall At Once Under The Second Law Of Thermodynamics As One Of The Energies Which Most Easily Degrades Itself, And, If Not Carefully Guarded, Returns Bodily To The Cheaper Form Called Heat. Of All Possible Theories, This Is Likely To Prove The Most Fatal To Professors Of History.

The Great Word Evolution Had Not Yet, In 1860, Made A New Religion Of History, But The Old Religion Had Preached The Same Doctrinefor A Thousand Years Without Finding In The Entire History Of Rome Anything But Flat Contradiction.

Every Man Should Have A Fair-sized Cemetary In Which To Bury The Faults Of His Friends.