The vulgar man is always the most distinguished, for the very desire to be distinguished is vulgar.
The word good has many meanings. For example, if a man were to shoot his grandmother at a range of five hundred yards, I should call him a good shot, but not necessarily a good man.
There is a great deal of difference between an eager man who wants to read a book and the tired man who wants a book to read.
Tolerance is the virtue of the man without convictions.
Reason is always a kind of brute force; those who appeal to the head rather than the heart, however pallid and polite, are necessarily men of violence. We speak of 'touching' a man's heart, but we can do nothing to his head but hit it.
Lord! What a strange world in which a man cannot remain unique even by taking the trouble to go mad!
The riddles of God are more satisfying than the solutions of man.
A mystic is a man who separates heaven and earth even if he enjoys them both.
A modern man may disapprove of some of his sweeping reforms, and approve others; but finds it difficult not to admire even where he does not approve.
There is a great man who makes every man feel small. But the real great man is the man who makes every man feel great.
A sober man may become a drunkard through being a coward. A brave man may become a coward through being a drunkard.
A man looking at a hippopotamus may sometimes be tempted to regard a hippopotamus as an enormous mistake; but he is also bound to confess that a fortunate inferiority prevents him personally from making such mistakes.
The sane man knows that he has a touch of the beast, a touch of the devil, a touch of the saint, a touch of the citizen. Nay, the really sane man knows that he has a touch of the madman. But the materialist's world is quite simple and solid, just as the madman is quite sure he is sane.
Men spoke much in my boyhood about restricted or ruined men of genius: and it was common to say that many a man was a Great Might-Have-Been. To me it's a more solid and startling fact that any man in the street is a Great Might-Not-Have-Been.
It is always the humble man who talks too much; the proud man watches himself too closely.