The Four Characteristics Of Humanism Are Curiosity,

I Believe In Teaching People To Be Individuals, And To Understand Other Individuals.

Romance Only Dies With Life. No Pair Of Pincers Will Ever Pull It Out Of Us. But There Is A Spurious Sentiment Which Cannot Resist The Unexpected And The Incongruous And The Grotesque. A Touch Will Loosen It, And The Sooner It Goes From Us The Better.

Truth Is A Flower In Whose Neighbourhood Others Must Wither.

Logic! Good Gracious! What Rubbish!

Pity Wraps The Student Of The Past In An Ambrosial Cloud, And Washes His Limbs With Eternal Youth.