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.

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.

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.