I scorn hypocrisy.
Every man hates his enemies; he may hate 'em out like a man, or palaver 'em, and beg God to forgive 'em (and that means damn 'em), and hate 'em like a sneak; but he always hates 'em." The doctor laughed heartily.

"Oh, how refreshing a thing it is to fall in with a fellow who speaks his real mind.

However, I am not your enemy, am I ?" "No.

You are the best friend I ever had--except my mother." "I am glad you think so; because I have a favor to ask you." "Granted, before ever you speak." "I want to know, for certain, whether Simmons was the man who blew you up; and I see but one way of learning it.

You must visit him and be kind to him; and then my art tells me, he won't leave the world without telling you.