We Cannibals Must Help These Christians.

Truly To Enjoy Bodily Warmth, Some Small Part Of You Must Be Cold, For There Is No Quality In This World That Is Not What It Is Merely By Contrast. Nothing Exists In Itself. If You Flatter Yourself That You Are All Over Comfortable, And Have Been So A Long Time, Then You Cannot Be Said To Be Comfortable Any More.

When A Companion's Heart Of Itself Overflows, The Best One Can Do Is To Do Nothing.

Life’s A Voyage That’s Homeward Bound.

Talk Not To Me Of Blasphemy, Man; I'd Strike The Sun If It Insulted Me.

There Is Something In Us, Somehow, That, In The Most Degraded Condition, We Snatch At A Chance To Deceive Ourselves Into A Fanciedsuperiority To Others, Whom We Suppose Lower In The Scale Than Ourselves.