I Forget The Name Of The Place;

Any Subject Can Be Made Interesting, And Therefore Any Subject Can Be Made Boring.

Be At The Pains Of Putting Down Every Single Item Of Expenditure Whatsoever Every Day Which Could Possibly Be Twisted Into A Professional Expense And Remember To Lump In All The Doubtfulls.

When The Mass Of Families In A State Are Without Property, Then Those Who Were Once Citizens Become Virtually Slaves. The More The State Steps In To Enforce Conditions Of Security And Sufficiency; The More It Regulates Wages, Provides Compulsory Insurance, Doctoring, Education, And In General Takes Over The Lives Of The Wage-earners, For The Benefit Of The Companies And Men Employing The Wage-earners, The More Is This Condition Of Semi-slavery Accentuated.

It Seems To Be Saying Perpetually; 'i Am The End Of The Nineteenth Century; I Am Glad They Built Me Of Iron; Let Me Rust.' ... It Is Like A Passing Fool In A Crowd Of The University, A Buffoon In The Hall; For All The Things In Paris Has Made, It Alone Has Neither Wits Nor Soul.

Remote And Ineffectual Don.