Francis H. Bradley

One said of suicide, ''As long as one has brains one should not blow them out.'' And another answered, ''But when one has ceased to have them, too often one cannot.''

The one self-knowledge worth having is to know one's own mind.

The secret of happiness is to admire without desiring.

There are those who so dislike the nude that they find something indecent in the naked truth.

Our live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart's blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.

We say that a girl with her doll anticipates the mother. It is more true, perhaps, that most mothers are still but children with playthings.

It is by a wise economy of nature that those who suffer without change, and whom no one can help, become uninteresting. Yet so it may happen that those who need sympathy the most often attract it the least.

The force of the blow depends on the resistance. It is sometimes better not to struggle against temptation. Either fly or yield at once.

Where everything is bad, it must be good to know the worst.

The deadliest foe to virtue would be complete self-knowledge.