Man Loves Most That Which Is His

The Photograph Is A Coarse Fraud, And Seems To Delight Only In Taking The Whole Beauty Out Of The Picture.

He Never Labored So Hard To Learn A Language As He Did To Hold His Tongue, And It Affected Him For Life. The Habit Of Reticence — Of Talking Without Meaning — Is Never Effaced.

Power Is Poison. Its Effect On Presidents Has Been Always Tragic, Chiefly As An Almost Indecent Excitement At First, And A Worse Reaction Afterwards; But Also Because No Mind Is So Well Balanced As To Bear The Strain Of Seizing Unlimited Force Without Habit Or Knowledge Of It; And Finding It Disputed With Him By Hungry Packs Of Wolves And Hounds Whose Lives Depend On Snatching The Carion.

The Proper Study Of Mankind Is Woman.

If Our Minds Could Get Hold Of One Abstract Truth, They Would Be Immortal So Far As That Truth Is Concerned. My Trouble Is To Find Out How We Can Get Hold Of The Truth At All.