The American Man Is A Very Simple

Man Had In The Beginning No Power Of Analysis Or Synthesis Approaching That Of The Spider, Or Even Of The Honey-bee; He Had Acute Sensibility To The Higher Forces. Fire Taught Him Secrets That No Other Animal Could Learn; Running Water Probably Taught Him Even More, Especially In His First Lessons Of Mechanics; The Animals Helped To Educate Him, Trusting Themselves Into His Hands Merely For The Sake Of Their Food, And Carrying His Burdens Or Supplying His Clothing; The Grasses And Grains Were Academies Of Study.

It Is Always Good Men Who Do The Most Harm In The World.

Power Is Poison. Its Effect On Presidents Had Always Been Tragic, Chiefly As An Almost Insane Excitement At First, And A Worse Reaction Afterwards.

The Outline Of The City Became Frantic In Its Effort To Explain Something That Defied Meaning. Power Seemed To Have Outgrown Its Servitude And To Have Asserted Its Freedom. The Cylinder Had Exploded, And Thrown Great Masses Of Stone And Steam Against The Sky.

Good Men Do The Most Harm.