I don’t like people–much. This kind, I mean. And they don’t like me at all, as a rule. Maybe the latter explains the former.

Ignorance is not bliss – it is oblivion

If liberty has any meaning it means freedom to improve

God must hate common people, because he made them so common

One good teacher in a lifetime may sometimes change a delinquent into a solid citizen

Material blessings, when they pay beyond the category of need, are weirdly fruitful of headache

Ignorance is not bliss – it is oblivion.