Increased means and increased leisure are the two civilizers of man.

Apologies only account for that which they do not alter.

You behold a range of exhausted volcanoes. Not a flame flickers on a single pallid crest.

The author who speaks about his own books is almost as bad as a mother who talks about her own children.

A wise man poor Is like a sacred book that 's never read,- To himself he lives, and to all else seems dead. This age thinks better of a gilded fool Than of a t…

At present there is no distinction among the upper ten thousand of the city.

The great problem of our civilization is still unsolved. We have to account for and grapple with the mass of misery and destitution in our midst, co-existent a…