The very ink with which all history is written is merely fluid prejudice |
The very ink with which all history is written is merely fluid prejudice |
The waves most washed me off the raft sometimes, but I hadn't any clothes on, and didn't mind. |
The way it is now, the asylums can hold all the sane people but if we tried to shut up the insane we should run out of building materials |
The weakest of all weak things is a virtue that has not been tested in the fire |
The wit knows that his place is at the tail of a procession. |
The work that is really a man's own work is play and not work at all. |
The world will not stop and think- it never does, it is not its way; its way is to generalize from a single sample |
The worst thing you can do to a man is to tell him he can have what he wants |
Then away out in the woods I heard that kind of a sound that a ghost makes when it wants to tell about something that's on its mind and can't make itself understood, and so can't rest easy in its grave, and has to go about that way every night grieving. |
There are basically two types of people. People who accomplish things, and people who claim to have accomplished things. The first group is less crowded. |
There are German songs which can make a stranger to the language cry. |
There are laws to protect the freedom of the press's speech, but none that are worth anything to protect the people from the press |
There are lies, damned lies and statistics. |
There are lies, damned lies and statistics. |