For Truth Is Always Strange; Stranger Than

Frienship Is Eros...without Wings

I Have No Consistency, Except In Politics; And That Probably Arises From My Indifference To The Subject Altogether.

I Really Cannot Know Whether I Am Or Am Not The Genius You Are Pleased To Call Me, But I Am Very Willing To Put Up With The Mistake, If It Be One. It Is A Title Dearly Enough Bought By Most Men, To Render It Endurable, Even When Not Quite Clearly Made Out, Which It Never Can Be Till The Posterity, Whose Decisions Are Merely Dreams To Ourselves, Has Sanctioned Or Denied It, While It Can Touch Us No Further.

The Mind Can Make Substance, And People Planets Of Its Own With Beings Brighter Than Have Been, And Give A Breath To Forms Which Can Outlive All Flesh.

Religion-freedom-vengeance-what You Will, A Word's Enough To Raise Mankind To Kill.