Hogamus, Higamous Man Is Polygamous

Ninety-nine Hundredths Or, Possibly, Nine Hundred And Ninety-nine Thousandths Of Our Activity Is Purely Automatic And Habitual, From Our Rising In The Morning To Our Lying Down Each Night.

The Minute A Man Ceases To Grow, No Matter What His Years, That Minute He Begins To Be Old.

Compared To What We Ought To Be, We Are Half Awake.

Everything Which Is Demanded Is By That Fact A Good.

Emotional Occasions, Especially Violent Ones, Are Extremely Potent In Precipitating Mental Rearrangements. The Sudden And Explosive Ways In Which Love, Jealousy, Guilt, Fear, Remorse, Or Anger Can Seize Upon One Are Known To Everybody. . . . And Emotions That Come In This Explosive Way Seldom Leave Things As They Found Them.