Intimates Are Predestined.

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.

His Brothers Were The Type; He Was The Variation.

Chaos Was The Law Of Nature; Order Was The Dream Of Man.

History Is Only A Catalogue Of The Forgotten.

Politics Cannot Stop To Study Psychology Its Methods Are Rough; Its Judgments Rougher Still.