You and I are going dancing, he said. I'm going to buy you a drink, and then I'm going to fix you up with someone. You've been alone too long. It's time for you to get back in circulation. Don't fix me up, I said. "I'll go, but don't fix me up.

For our part, we cannot help regretting that the unessentials of religion should, in any case, be confounded with its essentials; for nothing, we are certain, has so much hurt the cause of religion.

Indeed, I thought it seemed like a waste of time and intelligence even to speak of this war as rational activity, as a Clausewitzian continuation of politics by other means.

Whenever it exists, as it usually does, even where the tide water freshens at the ebb, it seems to have a purifying tendency, probably by ozoning the superincumbent atmosphere.