I Don't Believe In Princerple, But Oh

The Don Quixote Of One Generation May Live To Hear Himself Called The Savior Of Society By The Next.

But Civlyzation Doos Git Forrid Sometimes Upon A Powder-cart.

Among The Lessons Taught By The French Revolution, There Is None Sadder Or More Striking Than This--that You May Make Everything Else Out Of The Passions Of Men Except A Political System That Will Work, And That There Is Nothing So Pitilessly And Unconsciously Cruel As Sincerity Formulated Into Dogma.

He Gives Only The Worthless Gold Who Gives From A Sense Of Duty.

Fastidiousness Is Only Another Word For Egotism; And All Men Who Know Not Where To Look For Truth Save In The Narrow Well Of Self Will Find Their Own Image At The Bottom, And Mistake It For What They Are Seeking.