We Behold The Face Of Nature Bright

Our Descent, Then, Is The Origin Of Our Evil Passions!! The Devil Under Form Of Baboon Is Our Grandfather.

It Is Not The Conscience Which Raises A Blush, For A Man May Sincerely Regret Some Slight Fault Committed In Solitude, Or He May Suffer The Deepest Remorse For An Undetected Crime, But He Will Not Blush... It Is Not The Sense Of Guilt, But The Thought That Others Think Or Know Us To Be Guilty Which Crimsons The Face.

Sympathy For The Lowest Animals Is One Of The Noblest Virtues With Which Man Is Endowed.

I Never Gave Up Christianity Until I Was Forty Years Of Age.

I Agree With Agassiz That Dogs Possess Something Very Like Conscience.