A Wise Man Has Told Us That "men Are Once For All So Made That They Prefer A Rational World To Believe In And Live In."
To Attain Individual Morality In An Age Demanding Social Morality, To Pride One's Self On The Results Of Personal Effort When The Time Demands Social Adjustment, Is Utterly To Fail To Apprehend The Situation.
In The Unceasing Ebb And Flow Of Justice And Oppression We Must All Dig Channels As Best We May, That At The Propitious Moment Somewhat Of The Swelling Tide May Be Conducted To The Barren Places Of Life.
That Which May Have Sounded Like Righteous Teaching When It Was Remote And Wordy, Will Be Challenged Afresh When It Is Obliged To Simulate Life Itself.
If The Underdog Were Always Right, One Might Quite Easily Try To Defend Him. The Trouble Is That Very Often He Is But Obscurely Right, Sometimes Only Partially Right, And Often Quite Wrong; But Perhaps He Is Never So Altogether Wrong And Pig-headed And Utterly Reprehensible As He Is Represented To Be By Those Who Add The Possession Of Prejudices To The Other Almost Insuperable Difficulties Of Understanding Him.
All Those Hints And Glimpses Of A Larger And More Satisfying Democracy, Which Literature And Our Own Hopes Supply, Have A Tendency To Slip Away From Us And To Leave Us Sadly Unguided And Perplexed When We Attempt To Act Upon Them.
I Might Believe I Had Unusual Talent If I Did Not Know What Good Music Was; I Might Enjoy Half An Hour's Practice A Day If I Were Busy And Happy The Rest Of The Time. You Do Not Know What Life Means When All The Difficulties Are Removed! I Am Simply Smothered And Sickened With Advantages. It Is Like Eating A Sweet Dessert The First Thing In The Morning.
I Had A Consuming Ambition To Possess A Miller's Thumb. I Believe I Have Never Since Wanted Anything More Desperately Than I Wanted My Right Thumb To Be Flattened As My Father’s Had Become, During His Earlier Years Of A Miller’s Life.
The Classical City Promoted Play With Careful Solicitude, Building The Theater And Stadium As It Built The Market Place And The Temple.
The Task Of Youth Is Not Only Its Own Salvation But The Salvation Of Those Against Whom It Rebels, But In That Case There Must Be Something Vital To Rebel Against And If The Elderly Stiffly Refuse To Put Up A Vigorous Front Of Their Own, It Leaves The Entire Situation In A Mist.
