It Is Wonderful How Well Men Can

Politics Is Almost As Exciting As War, And Quite As Dangerous. In War You Can Only Be Killed Once, But In Politics Many Times.

What Is The Use Of Living, If It Be Not To Strive For Noble Causes And To Make This Muddled World A Better Place For Those Who Will Live In It After We Are Gone? How Else Can We Put Ourselves In Harmonious Relation With The Great Verities And Consolations Of The Infinite And The Eternal? And I Avow My Faith That We Are Marching Towards Better Days. Humanity Will Not Be Cast Down. We Are Going On Swinging Bravely Forward Along The Grand High Road And Already Behind The Distant Mountains Is The Promise Of The Sun.

Which Brings Me To My Conclusion Upon Free Will And Predestination, Namely - Let The Reader Mark It - That They Are Identical.

Never Flinch, Never Weary, Never Despair.

There Is A Place For Everyone, Man And Woman, Old And Young, Hale And Halt; Service In A Thousand Forms Is Open. There Is No Room Now For The Dilettante, The Weakling, For The Shirker, Or The Sluggard. From The Highest To The Humblest Tasks, All Are Of Equal Honor; All Have Their Part To Play.