History Is Only A Value Of Relation.

American Politics Is A Struggle, Not Of Men But Of Forces. The Men Become Every Year More And More Creatures Of Force, Massed About Central Power Houses.

If One Shed Tears, They Must Be Shed On One's Pillow.

Knowledge Of Human Nature Is The Beginning And End Of Political Education.

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.

The President May Indeed In One Respect Resemble The Commander Of An Army In Peace, But In Another And More Essential Sense He Resembles The Commander Of A Ship At Sea. He Must Have A Helm To Grasp, A Course To Steer, A Port To Seek. He Must Sooner Or Later Be Convinced That A Perpetual Calm Is As Little To His Purpose As A Perpetual Hurricane, And That Without Headway The Ship Can Arrive Nowhere.