Hell Is An Idea First Born On

There Are Doubts, Sir, Which, If Man Have Them, It Is Not Man That Can Solve Them.

War Being The Greatest Of Evils, All Its Accessories Necessarily Partake Of The Same Character.

Human Madness Is Oftentimes A Cunning And Most Feline Thing

But The Past Is Passed; Why Moralize Upon It? Forget It. See, Yon Bright Son Has Forgotten It All, And The Blue Sea, And The Blue Sky; These Have Turned Over New Leaves. Because They Have No Memory . . . Because They Are Not Human.

A Hermitage In The Forest Is The Refuge Of The Narrow-minded Misanthrope; A Hammock On The Ocean Is The Asylum For The Generous Distressed.