Evil is like water, it abounds, is cheap, soon fouls, but runs itself clear of taint.
Category Archive: December 4
Those who have never had a father can at any rate never know the sweets of losing one. To most men the death of his father is a new lease of life.
Some men love truth so much that they seem to be in continual fear lest she should catch a cold on overexposure.
Speech is human, silence is divine, yet also brutish and dead: therefore we must learn both arts.
Oaths are but words, and words are but wind.
People in general are equally horrified at hearing the Christian religion doubted, and at seeing it practiced.
War is a quarrel between two thieves too cowardly to fight their own battle.
Who has not sat before his own heart’s curtain? It lifts: and the scenery is falling apart.
Life is like playing a violin solo in public and learning the instrument as one goes on.
Let each become all that he was created capable of being.