You Can't Use Tact With A Congressman!

The Photograph Is A Coarse Fraud, And Seems To Delight Only In Taking The Whole Beauty Out Of The Picture.

[regarding Us Conquest Of The Philippines] I Turn Green In Bed At Midnight If I Think Of The Horror Of A Year's Warfare In The Philippines ... We Must Slaughter A Million Or Two Foolish Malays In Order To Give Them The Comforts Of Flannel Petticoats And Electric Railways.

I Am An Anarchist In Politics And An Impressionist In Art As Well As A Symbolist In Literature. Not That I Understand What These Terms Mean, But I Take Them To Be All Merely Synonyms Of Pessimist.

My Belief Is That Science Is To Wreck Us, And That We Are Like Monkeys Monkeying With A Loaded Shell; We Don't In The Least Know Or Care Where Our Practically Infinite Energies Come From Or Will Bring Us To.

One Could Not Stay A Month Without Loving The Shabby Town