The worst sin towards our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them: that’s the essence of inhumanity.
Martyrdom, sir, is what these people like: it is the only way in which a man can become famous without ability.
What is life but a series of inspired follies? The difficulty is to find them to do. Never lose a chance: it doesn’t come every day.
The truth is, hardly any of us have ethical energy enough for more than one really inflexible point of honor.
The fact that a believer is happier than a skeptic is no more to the point than the fact that a drunken man is happier than a sober one.
The confusion of marriage with morality has done more to destroy the conscience of the human race than any other single error.