It Cannot Be Too Often Repeated, That

I Would Not For My Life Destroy One Star Of Human Hope, But I Want It So That When A Poor Woman Rocks The Cradle And Sings A Lullaby To The Dimpled Darling, She Will Not Be Compelled To Believe That Ninety-nine Chances In A Hundred She Is Raising Kindling Wood For Hell.

In The Republic Of Mediocrity, Genius Is Dangerous.

Age After Age, The Strong Have Trampled Upon The Weak; The Crafty And Heartless Have Ensnared And Enslaved The Simple And Innocent, And Nowhere, In All The Annals Of Mankind, Has Any God Succored The Oppressed

I Would Rather Smoke One Cigar Than Hear Two Sermons.

Ignorance Worships Mystery; Reason Explains It; The One Grovels, The Other Soars.