Man Is Not What He Thinks He

When You Once Attribute Effects To The Will Of A Personal God, You Have Let In A Lot Of Little Gods And Evils - Then Sprites, Fairies, Dryads, Naiads, Witches, Ghosts And Goblins, For Your Imagination Is Reeling, Riotous, Drunk, Afloat On The Flotsam Of Superstition. What You Know Then Doesn't Count. You Just Believe, And The More Your Believe The More Do You Plume Yourself That Fear And Faith Are Superior To Science And Seeing.

The Man Who Is So Run Down That He Needs A Vacation Can Never Adjust Or Reform Himself In Two Weeks. What He Really Needs Is To Re-transform His Life.

Wisdom Must Go With Sympathy, Else The Emotions Will Become Maudlin And Pity May Be Wasted On A Poodle Instead Of A Child-on A Field-mouse Instead Of A Human Soul.

Our Finest Flowers Are Often Weeds Transplanted.

If There Is Any Better Way To Teach Virtue Than By Practicing It, I Do Not Know It.