When Cats Sat Staring Into The Fire

Have You Noticed That The Astronomers And Mathematicians Are Much The Most Cheerful People Of The Lot? I Suppose That Perpetually Contemplating Things On So Vast A Scale Makes Them Feel Either That It Doesn't Matter A Hoot Anyway, Or That Anything So Large And Elaborate Must Have Some Sense In It Somewhere.

For The Sole True End Of Education Is Simply This: To Teach Men How To Learn For Themselves; And Whatever Instruction Fails To Do This Is Effort Spent In Vain.

A Human Being Must Have Occupation If He Or She Is Not To Become A Nuisance To The World.

One Must Not Only Die Daily, But Every Day We Must Be Born Again.

I Can't Think Why Fancy Religions Should Have Such A Ghastly Effect On One's Grammar. It's A Kind Of Intellectual Rot That Sets In, I'm Afraid.