A curious thing about written literature: It is about four thousand years old, but we have no way of knowing whether four thousand years constitutes senility or the maiden blush of youth.
The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike than those who think differently.
Most nations,as well as people are impossible only in their youth;they become incorrigible as they grow older
...the human being, like the immortals, natually places sexual intercourse far and away above all other joys -- yet he has left it out of his heaven! The very thought of it excites him; opportunity sets him wild; in this state he will risk life, reputation, everything -- even his queer heaven itself -- to make good that opportunity and ride it to the overwhelming climax. From youth to middle age all men and all women prize copulation above all other pleasures combined, yet it actually as I have said: it is not in their heaven; prayer takes its place.
Letters from the Earth