Misanthropy remains respectable, unlike its subsidiaries.
Being
Identity, that spectator of what he calls himself,
That net and aggregate of energies in transient combination.
—Cunningham
Few men are great, but all great men are men, and when I read of one I want to be told how he was great, not how he was a man.
A calculating, self-seeking morality will never animate the mass of men: prudence makes no martyrs.
Everything speaks louder than words, though not at such length.
No man is himself in a crisis; some rise above themselves, others fall below, and none knows which he will be until it is upon him.
A mob can be right but never just.
First we pretend, then we demand that others pretend, and finally we punish them for not pretending.
There is news today, and still you are the same.
Prophets of disaster always materialize, in the manner of ghoulish onlookers, seemingly from nowhere, at a grisly accident.
Wounded honor provoked duels; wounded feelings provoke lawsuits.