Well-bred Instinct Meets Reason Halfway

Nothing Is Really So Poor And Melancholy As Art That Is Interested In Itself And Not In Its Subject.

Each Religion, So Dear To Those Whose Life It Sanctifies, And Fulfilling So Necessary A Function In The Society That Has Adopted It, Necessarily Contradicts Every Other Religion, And Probably Contradicts Itself.

Philosophers Are As Jealous As Women; Each Wants A Monopoly Of Praise.

There Is A Prodigious Selfishness In Dreams: They Live Perfectly Deaf And Invulnerable Amid The Cries Of The Real World.

Unmitigated Seriousness Is Always Out Of Place In Human Affairs.