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The Spectacle [of American Politics] Resembles That Of Swarms Of Insects Changing From Worms To Wings. They Must Get The Wings Ordie. For Our Salvation, Mr. Wilbur Wright Is Providing Wings. He Will Also Have To Provide A New Insect To Use Them.

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.

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.

Friends Are Born, Not Made.

During An Election Campaign The Air Is Full Of Speeches And Vice Versa.