one of those pertinacious tempers that would warm every day to a white heat and never again cool to forgiveness.
By this time I was no longer very much terrified or very miserable. I had, as it were, passed the limit of terror and despair. I felt now that my life was practically lost, and that persuasion made me capable of daring anything
But, as I say, I was too full of excitement and (a true saying, though those who have never known danger may doubt it) too desperate to die.
I never yet heard of a useless thing that was not ground out of existence by evolution sooner or later. Did you? And pain gets needless.
The crying sounded even louder out of doors. It was as if all the pain in the world had found a voice. Yet had I known such pain was in the next room, and had it been dumb, I believe—I have thought since—I could have stood it well enough. It is w...
My days I devote to reading and experiments in chemistry, and I spend many of the clear nights in the study of astronomy. There is, though I do not know how there is or why there is, a sense of infinite peace and protection in the glittering hosts of...
There it must be, I think, in the vast and eternal laws of matter, and not in the daily cares and sins and troubles of men, that whatever is more than animal within us must find its solace and its hope. I hope, or I could not live.
Hunger and a lack of blood-corpuscles take all the manhood from a man.
The crying sounded even louder out of doors. It was as if all the pain in the world had found a voice
It is when suffering finds a voice and sets our nerves quivering that this pity comes troubling us.
For it is just this question of pain that parts us. So long as visible or audible pain turns you sick; so long as your own pains drive you; so long as pain underlies your propositions about sin,—so long, I tell you, you are an animal, thinking a li...
I must confess that I lost faith in the sanity of the world
