The Gilded Sheath Of Pity Sometimes Covers

At Bottom Every Man Knows Well Enough That He Is A Unique Being, Only Once On This Earth; And By No Extraordinary Chance Will Such A Marvelously Picturesque Piece Of Diversity In Unity As He Is, Ever Be Put Together A Second Time.

Man Alone Suffers So Excruciatingly In The World That He Was Compelled To Invent Laughter.

There Will Be But Few People Who, When At A Loss For Topics Of Conversation, Will Not Reveal The More Secret Affairs Of Their Friends.

The Hypocrite Who Always Plays One And The Same Part Ceases At Last To Be A Hypocrite.

I Have Not Come To Know Atheism As A Result Of Logical Reasoning And Still Less As An Event In My Life: In Me It Is A Matter Of Instinct.