As History Stands, It Is A Sort

Man Loves Most That Which Is His Own.

History Is A Tangled Skein That One May Take Up At Any Point, And Break When One Has Unravelled Enough.

My Own Conclusion Is That History Is Simply Social Development Along The Lines Of Weakest Resistance, And That In Most Cases The Line Of Weakest Resistance Is Found As Unconsciously By Society As By Water.

Average Human Nature Is Very Coarse, And Its Ideals Must Necessarily Be Average. The World Never Loved Perfect Poise. What The World Does Love Is Commonly Absence Of Poise, For It Has To Be Amused.

Chaos Often Breeds Life, When Order Breeds Habit.