The Believer In Magic And Miracles Reflects

A Joke Is An Epigram On The Death Of A Feeling.

Only You Must Have Worthy Foes Hate, But Not Enemies Worthy Of Contempt. You Must Be Proud Of Your Enemy.

A Physician Who Treated Me As A Nervous Case For A While Said In The End "no! It Is Not A Matter Of Your Nerves; It Is I Who Am Nervous".

Christianity In Particular Should Be Dubbed A Great Treasure-chamber Of Ingenious Consolations, Such A Store Of Refreshing, Soothing, Deadening Drugs Has It Accumulated Within Itself.

Democratic Institutions Form A System Of Quarantine For Tyrannical Desires.