"Death, the only immortal who treats us all alike, whose pity and whose peace and whose refuge are for all — the soiled..."

"Now what I contend is that my body is my own, at least I have always so regarded it. If I do harm through my experimenti..."

"[Citing a familiar "American joke":] In Boston they ask, How much does he know? In New York, How much is he worth? In Ph..."