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When People Complain Of The Decay Of Manners They Have In Mind Not The Impudent Abbreviations Of The Crowd, But The Decline In Bowing And Scraping And In Speaking Of One's Employer As "the Master." What The Rich Mean By The Good Manners Of The Poor Is Usually Not Civility, But Servility.

In Order To See Birds It Is Necessary To Become A Part Of The Silence.

The Belief In The Possibility Of A Short Decisive War Appears To Be One Of The Most Ancient And Dangerous Of Human Illusions.

The Happiness Even Of The Naturalist Depends In Some Measure Upon His Ignorance, Which Still Leaves Him New Worlds Of This Kind To Conquer. He May Have Reached The Very Z Of Knowledge In The Books, But He Still Feels Half Ignorant Until He Has Confirmed Each Bright Particular With His Eyes.

The Lovers Of Beauty Must Unite In A League, And Carry Out Some Great Propagandist Work Through The Country. They Must Demand The Extermination Of The Bulldog And The Dismantling Of The Cheap Villa, Both Of Which Are Responsible For A Deal Of Our Contentment Amid Ugliness.