Between Two Groups Of People

Deep-seated Preferences Cannot Be Argued About - You Cannot Argue A Man Into Liking A Glass Of Beer.

If I Were Dying, My Last Words Would Be: Have Faith And Pursue The Unknown End.

There Is In All Men A Demand For The Superlative, So Much So That The Poor Devil That Has No Other Way Of Reaching It Attains It By Getting Drunk.

A Mind That Is Stretched By A New Experience Can Never Go Back To Its Old Dimensions.

For My Part I Think It Is A Less Evil That Some Criminals Should Escape, Than That The Government Should Play An Ignoble Part.