The sound of a kiss is not so loud as that of a cannon, but its echo lasts a great deal longer.
When I feel inclined to read poetry I take down my dictionary. The poetry of words is quite as beautiful as the poetry of sentences.
Why can't somebody give us a list of things that everybody thinks and nobody says and another list of things that everybody says and nobody thinks.
A sense of wrongdoing is an enhancement of pleasure.
What a blessed thing it is that nature when she invented manufactured and patented her audiors contrived to make critics out of the chips that were left!
If there is any principle of the Constitution that more imperatively calls for attachment than any other it is the principle of free thought, not free thought for those who agree with us but freedom f...
A pun does not commonly justify a blow in return. But if a blow were given for such cause, and death ensued, the jury would be judges both of the facts and of the pun, and might, if the latter were of...
I should like to see any kind of a man distinguishable from a gorilla that some good and even pretty woman could not shape a husband out of.
So long as the body is affected through the mind no audacious device even of the most manifestly dishonest character can fail of producing occasional good to those who yield to it an implicit or ev...
Life is action and passion therefore it is required of a man that he should share the passion and action of the time at peril of being judged not to have lived.
The man who thinks his wife his baby his house his horse his dog and himself severely unequalled is almost sure to be a good-humored person.
Rough work, iconoclasm, but the only way to get at truth.
Many people die with their music still in them. Why is this so? Too often it is because they are always getting ready to live. Before they know it, time runs out.
Without wearing any mask we are conscious of, we have a special face for each friend.
A sick man that gets talking about himself a woman that gets talking about her baby and an author that begins reading out of his own book never know when to stop.
Men are idolaters and want something to look at and kiss and hug or throw themselves down before they always did they always will and if you don't make it of wood you must make it of words.
This is a court of law young man not a court of justice.
A weak mind does not accumulate force enough to hurt itself stupidity often saves a man from going mad.
Youth fades love droops the leaves of friendship fall A mother's secret hope outlives them all.
One unquestioned text we read All doubt beyond all fear above Nor crackling pile nor cursing creed Can burn or blot it: God is Love.