The media have just buried the last yuppie, a pathetic creature who had not heard the news that the great pendulum of public conciousness has just swung from Greed to Compassion and from Tex-Mex to meatballs.

"What is a church?" Let Truth and reason speak, They would reply, "The faithful, pure and meek, From Christian folds, the one selected race, Of all professions, and in every place."

To think is to differ.

An achievement is a bondage. It obliges one to a higher achievement.

Single-mindedness is all very well in cows or baboons; in an animal claiming to belong to the same species as Shakespeare it is simply disgraceful.

You are at enmity with yourself.

The earth is the Lord's fullness thereof: this is no longer a hollow dictum of religion, but a directive for economic action toward human brotherhood.

People everywhere confuse what they read in newspapers with news.

The world is made up for the most part of morons and natural tyrants, sure of themselves, strong in their own opinions, never doubting anything.

Give fools their gold, and knaves their power; Let fortune's bubbles rise and fall; Who sows a field, or trains a flower, Or plants a tree, is more than all.

The past is a work of art, free of irrelevancies and loose ends.

The rarest things in the world, next to a spirit of discernment, are diamonds and pearls.

He hath a fair sepulchre in the grateful stomach of the judicious epicure--and for such a tomb might be content to die.

No one is completely unhappy at the failure of his best friend.

Sign at a crematorium: Urn more. Pay less.

Let no man deceive you with vain words or vain hopes or false notions of a slight and sudden repentance. As if heaven were a hospital founded on purpose to receive all sick and maimed persons that, when they can live no longer to the lusts of the flesh and the sinful pleasures of this world, can but put up a cold and formal petition to be admitted there. No, no, as sure as God is true, they shall never see the Kingdom of God who, instead of seeking it in the first place, make it their last refuge and retreat.

And better skilled in dark events to come.

Dangers bring fears, and fears more dangers bring.

What happens to a man is less significant than what happens within him.

Oh, say! what is that thing call'd light, Which I must ne'er enjoy? What are the blessings of the sight? Oh, tell your poor blind boy!