Really To Sin You Have To Be

It's Not Only What We Have Inherited From Our Father And Mother That Walks In Us. It's All Sorts Of Dead Ideas, And Lifeless Old Beliefs, And So Forth. They Have No Vitality, But They Cling To Us All The Same, And We Can't Get Rid Of Them.

Money May Be The Husk Of Many Things But Not The Kernel. It Brings You Food, But Not Appetite; Medicine, But Not Health; Acquaintance, But Not Friends; Servants, But Not Loyalty; Days Of Joy, But Not Peace Or Happiness.

The Majority Never Has Right On Its Side.

A Party Is Like A Sausage Machine, It Grinds Up All Sorts Of Heads Together Into The Same Baloney.

Ah, I Fancy It Is Just The Same With Most Of What You Call Your Emancipation. You Have Read Yourself Into A Number Of New Ideas And Opinions. You Have Got A Sort Of Smattering Of Recent Discoveries In Various Fields - Discoveries That Seem To Overthrow Certain Principles Which Have Hitherto Been Held Impregnable And Unassailable. But All This Has Only Been A Matter Of Intellect, Miss West - Superficial Acquisition. It Has Not Passed Into Your Blood.