...the rarest of all human qualities is consistency.
Happiness is a very pretty thing to feel, but very dry to talk about.
In the mind of all, fiction, in the logical sense, has been the coin of necessity; - in that of poets of amusement - in that of the priest and the lawyer of mischievous immorality in the shape of mischievous ambition, - and too often both priest and lawyer have framed or made in part this instrument.
Is it possible for a man to move the earth? Yes; but he must first find out another earth to stand upon.