The Bent Of Our Time

If One Were Searching For The Best Means To Efface And Kill In A Whole Nation The Discipline Of Self-respect, The Feeling For What Is Elevated, He Could Do No Better Than Take The American Newspapers.

And Thou, Who Didst The Stars And Sunbeams Know, Self-school'd, Self-scann'd, Self-honour'd, Self-secure, Didst Tread On Earth Unguess'd At. Better So! All Pains The Immortal Spirit Must Endure, All Weakness Which Impairs, All Griefs Which Bow, Find Their Sole Speech In That Victorious Brow.

Men Of Culture Are The True Apostles Of Equality

Have Something To Say, And Say It As Clearly As You Can. That Is The Only Secret.

A Wanderer Is Man From His Birth. He Was Born In A Ship On The Breast Of The River Of Time.