Modern Politics Is, At Bottom, A Struggle

A Certain Secret Jealousy Of The British Minister Is Always Lurking In The Breast Of Every American Senator, If He Is Truly Democratic; For Democracy, Rightly Understood, Is The Government Of The People, By The People, For The Benefit Of Senators, And There Is Always A Danger That The British Minister May Not Understand This Political Principle As He Should.

Politics, As A Practise, Whatever Its Professions, Has Always Been The Systematic Organization Of Hatreds.

A Parent Gives Life, But As Parent, Gives No More. A Murderer Takes Life, But His Deed Stops There. A Teacher Affects Eternity; He Can Never Tell Where His Influence Stops.

Politics Is Simply The Organization Of Hatreds.

Society Is Immoral And Immortal; It Can Afford To Commit Any Kind Of Folly, And Indulge In Any Sort Of Vice; It Cannot Be Killed, And The Fragments That Survive Can Always Laugh At The Dead.