Vanity is apt to inspire contempt, but that becomes immediately tempered by a gentler and more gracious feeling; for the vain man desires to win our approbation, and in this way he flatters us. — Arthur Alfred Lynch Copy Share Image
Jealousy is one of the wickedest of all the passions. It is that which has been the most fruitful mother of tragedies, murders, and wars. But reprehensible though it is, jealousy is almost rather to be pitied than blamed--its first… — Arthur Alfred Lynch Copy Share Image
Human society is part of the general order, and the more our knowledge increases the less we are inclined to believe that the birth… — Arthur Alfred Lynch Copy Share Image
Vanity is apt to inspire contempt, but that becomes immediately tempered by a gentler and more gracious feeling; for the vain man desires to… — Arthur Alfred Lynch Copy Share Image
Jealousy, in spite of the mad frenzy of its most splendid displays, is a vice of weakness; it arises from a mind whose aspirations… — Arthur Alfred Lynch Copy Share Image
The tendency to superstitions should be counteracted from the earliest age; or rather steps should be taken to protect the mind of the child… — Arthur Alfred Lynch Copy Share Image
Hate engenders hate. Hate spreads to nations, and from this cause we have devastating wars. In the contemplation of these wars and their origins… — Arthur Alfred Lynch Copy Share Image
Truth is the one thing in nature always consistent with itself, and it is the one guide given to us in steering on the… — Arthur Alfred Lynch Copy Share Image
Intuition without reason is the fertile mother of blunders and wrongs. — Arthur Alfred Lynch Copy Share Image
If a man has directed his course to great ends there is compensation even in ruin. — Arthur Alfred Lynch Copy Share Image
Every anxiety is a mild form of premonition, and from that point the shade deepens till we get the forebodings and hauntings that merge… — Arthur Alfred Lynch Copy Share Image
Jealousy is one of the wickedest of all the passions. It is that which has been the most fruitful mother of tragedies, murders, and… — Arthur Alfred Lynch Copy Share Image
