If You Can Eat Sawdust Without Butter,

Three Generations Of Imbeciles Are Enough.

I Have No Respect For The Passion Of Equality, Which Seems To Me Merely Idealizing Envy - I Don't Disparage Envy, But I Don't Accept It As Legitimately My Master.

Who Does Not Feel That Nansen's Account Of His Search For The Pole Rather Loses Than Gains In Ideal Satisfaction By The Pretense Of A Few Trifling Acquisitions For Science?

There Is Nothing Like The Dead Cold Hand Of The Past To Take Down Our Tumid Egotism And Lead Us Into The Solemn Flow Of The Life Of Our Race.

Men Are Tattooed With Their Special Beliefs Like So Many South Sea Islanders; But A Real Human Heart With Divine Love In It Beats With The Same Glow Under All The Patterns Of All Earth's Thousand Tribes.