The propriety of some persons seems to consist in having improper thoughts about their neighbors.
F. H. BRADLEYUp to a certain point every man is what he thinks he is.
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True penitence condemns to silence. What a man is ready to recall he would be willing to repeat.
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Metaphysics is the finding of bad reasons for what we believe on instinct.
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Adam knew Eve his wife and she conceived. It is a pity that this is still the only knowledge of their wives at which some men seem to arrive.
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I can myself conceive of nothing else than the experienced.
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Up to a certain point every man is what he thinks he is.
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It is by a wise economy of nature that those who suffer without change, and whom no one can help, become uninteresting. Yet so it may happen that those who need sympathy the most often attract it the least.
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I will begin with the self-styled “Christian” party, who profess to base their morality on the New Testament. But whether it is really more Christian to follow or to ignore the teachings of the Gospels I shall not discuss.
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There are those who so dislike the nude that they find something indecent in the naked truth.
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Where everything is bad it must be good to know the worst.
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It is good to know what a man is, and also what the world takes him for. But you do not understand him until you have learnt how he understands himself.
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The man who has ceased to fear has ceased to care.
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Eclecticism. Every truth is so true that any truth must be false.
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An aphorism is true where it has fixed the impression of a genuine experience.
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Our live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart’s blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.
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We say that a girl with her doll anticipates the mother. It is more true, perhaps, that most mothers are still but children with playthings.
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