Of All Studies, The One He Would

Politics Is Simply The Organization Of Hatreds.

Every Syllable That Can Be Struck Out Is Pure Profit, And Every Page That Can Be Economised Is A Five-per-cent Dividend. Nature Rebels Against This Rule; The Flesh Is Weak, And Shrinks From The Scissors; I Groan In Retrospect Over The Weak.

Power Is Poison. Its Effect On Presidents Had Always Been Tragic.

They Know Enough Who Know How To Learn.

Every One Must Bear His Own Universe, And Most Persons Are Moderately Interested In Learning How Their Neighbors Have Managed To Carry Theirs.