In Life One Cannot Eat His Cake

The Origin Of The Absurd Idea Of Immortal Life Is Easy To Discover; It Is Kept Alive By Hope And Fear, By Childish Faith, And By Cowardice.

When Every Event Was A Miracle, When There Was No Order Or System Or Law, There Was No Occasion For Studying Any Subject, Or Being Interested In Anything Excepting A Religion Which Took Care Of The Soul. As Man Doubted The Primitive Conceptions About Religion, And No Longer Accepted The Literal, Miraculous Teachings Of Ancient Books, He Set Himself To Understand Nature.

Working People Have Alot Of Bad Habits, But The Worst Of These Is Work.

There Is A Soul Of Truth In Error; There Is A Soul Of Good In Evil.

Every Instinct That Is Found In Any Man Is In All Men. The Strength Of The Emotion May Not Be So Overpowering, The Barriers Against Possession Not So Insurmountable, The Urge To Accomplish The Desire Less Keen. With Some, Inhibitions And Urges May Be Neutralized By Other Tendencies. But With Every Being The Primal Emotions Are There. All Men Have An Emotion To Kill; When They Strongly Dislike Some One They Involuntarily Wish He Was Dead. I Have Never Killed Any One, But I Have Read Some Obituary Notices With Great Satisfaction.