Friends are thieves of time.
It is in life as it is in ways, the shortest way is commonly the foulest, and surely the fairer way is not much about.
Nakedness is uncomely, as well in mind as body, and it addeth no small reverence to men’s manners and actions if they be not altogether open. Therefore set it down: That a habit of secrecy is both politic and moral.
Riches are a good hand maiden, but a poor mistress.
Images also help me find and realise ideas. I look at hundreds of very different, contrasting images and I pinch details from them, rather like people who eat from other people
The joys of parents are secret, and so are their grieves and fears.
Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not; a sense of humor to console him for what he is.
The generative energy, which, when we are loose, dissipates and makes us unclean, when we are continent invigorates and inspires us. Chastity is the flowering of man; and what are called Genius, Heroism, Holiness, and the like, are but various fruits which succeed it.
I’m not denyin’ the women are foolish. God Almighty made ’em to match the men.
Every man believes that he has greater possibilities.
Stop listening to the bombastic loudmouths on the radio and television and the Internet. To hell with them. They don’t want anything done for the public good. Our incapacity is their livelihood
Truth is neither alive nor dead; it just aggravates itself all the time.
No question is so difficult to answer as that which the answer is obvious.
As a thinker and planner the ant is the equal of any savage race of men; as a self-educated specialist in several arts she is the superior of any savage race of men; and in one or two high mental qualities she is above the reach of any man, savage or civilized!
I was a freethinker before I knew how to think.
There mark what ills the scholar’s life assail, toil, envy, want, and patron.
Sometimes if I see negative things it really doesn’t faze me, because you’ve got to be tough and you’ve got to be you.
Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.
I never desire to converse with a man who has written more than he has read.
I don’t think it’s meant for man to know everything at once.
Civilisation will not last, freedom will not survive, peace will not be kept, unless a very large majority of mankind unite together to defend them and show themselves possessed of a constabulary power before which barbaric and atavistic forces will stand in awe.
Perpetual modernness is the measure of merit in every work of art.
