Cruelty Was The Devil, And Most People

It Was A Book To Kill Time For Those Who Liked It Better Dead.

Atheism Was Natural Enough, But Heresy Seemed Strange. For, Surely, If One Could Believe Anything, One Could Believe Everything.

Only One Hour In The Normal Day Is More Pleasurable Than The Hour Spent In Bed With A Book Before Going To Sleep, And That Is The Hour Spent In Bed With A Book After Being Called In The Morning.

Human Passions Against Eternal Laws -- That Is The Everlasting Conflict.

Words Move, Turning Over Like Tumbling Clowns; Like Certain Books And Like Fleas, They Possess Activity. All Men Equally Have The Right To Say, 'this Word Shall Bear This Meaning,' And See If They Can Get It Across. It Is A Sporting Game, Which All Can Play, Only All Cannot Win.