Charles Sumner's Mind Had Reached The Calm

The First Serious Consciousness Of Nature's Gesture - Her Attitude Towards Life-took Form Then As A Phantasm, A Nightmare, All Insanity Of Force. For The First Time, The Stage-scenery Of The Senses Collapsed; The Human Mind Felt Itself Stripped Naked, Vibrating In A Void Of Shapeless Energies, With Resistless Mass, Colliding, Crushing, Wasting, And Destroying What These Same Energies Had Created And Labored From Eternity To Perfect.

From Cradle To Grave This Problem Of Running Order Through Chaos, Direction Through Space, Discipline Through Freedom, Unity Through Multiplicity, Has Always Been, And Must Always Be, The Task Of Education, As It Is The Moral Of Religion, Philosophy, Science, Art, Politics And Economy; But A Boy's Will Is His Life, And He Dies When It Is Broken, As The Colt Dies In Harness, Taking A New Nature In Becoming Tame.

Man Is An Imperceptible Atom Always Trying To Become One With God.

I Am Fairly Tired--bored Beyond Endurance--by The World We Live In, And Its Ideals, And Am Ready To Say So, Not Violently, But Kindly, As One Rubs Salt Into The Back Of A Flogged Sailor As Though One Loved Him.

It Is Impossible To Underrate Human Intelligence - Beginning With One's Own.