Soul, What Have I To

Without Dreams And Phantoms Man Cannot Exist.

Power! Did You Ever Hear Of Men Being Asked Whether Other Souls Should Have Power Or Not? It Is Born In Them. You May Dam Up The Fountain Of Water, And Make It A Stagnant Marsh, Or You May Let It Run Free And Do Its Work; But You Cannot Say Whether It Shall Be There; It Is There. And It Will Act, If Not Openly For Good, Then Covertly For Evil; But It Will Act.

Now We Have No God. We Have Had Two: The Old God That Our Fathers Handed Down To Us, That We Hated, And Never Liked; The New One That We Made For Ourselves, That We Loved; But Now He Has Flitted Away From Us, And We See What He Was Made Of - The Shadow Of Our Highest Ideal, Crowned And Throned. Now We Have No God.

Slavery May, Perhaps, Be Best Compared To The Infantile Disease Of Measles; A Complaint Which So Commonly Attacks The Young Of Humanity In Their Infancy, And When Gone Through At That Period Leaves Behind It So Few Fatal Marks; But Which When It Normally Attacks The Fully Developed Adult Becomes One Of The Most Virulent And Toxic Of Diseases, Often Permanently Poisoning The Constitution Where It Does Not End In Death.

[finishing Schools] Are Nicely Adapted Machines For Experimenting On The Question, "into How Little Space A Human Being Can Be Crushed?" I Have Seen Some Souls So Compressed That They Would Have Fitted Into A Small Thimble, And Found Room To Move . . .