If We Train Our Conscience, It Kisses

There Is An Old Illusion. It Is Called Good And Evil.

God Is A Gross Answer, An Indelicacy Against Us Thinkers- At Bottom Merely A Gross Prohibition For Us: You Shall Not Think!

When The Gratitude Of Many To One Throws Away All Shame, We Behold Fame.

No One Can Draw More Out Of Things, Books Included, Than He Already Knows. A Man Has No Ears For That To Which Experience Has Given Him No Access.

That Which Does Not Kill Us Makes Us Stronger.