The Human Mind Is A

There Is No Such Thing As No Chance.

I Don’t Know Much About History, And I Wouldn’t Give A Nickel For All The History In The World. It Means Nothing To Me. History Is More Or Less Bunk. It's Tradition. We Don't Want Tradition. We Want To Live In The Present And The Only History That Is Worth A Tinker's Damn Is The History We Make Today.

The Gifted Man Bears His Gifts Into The World, Not For His Own Benefit, But For The People Among Whom He Is Placed; For The Gifts Are Not His, He Himself Is A Gift To The Community.

When One Speaks Of Increasing Power, Machinery, And Industry There Comes Up A Picture Of A Cold, Metallic Sort Of World In Which Great Factories Will Drive Away The Trees, The Flowers, The Birds, And The Green Fields. And That Then We Shall Have A World Composed Of Metal Machines And Human Machines. With All Of That I Do Not Agree. I Think That Unless We Know More About The Machines And Their Use, Unless We Better Understand The Mechanical Portion Of Life, We Cannot Have The Time To Enjoy The Trees, And The Birds, And The Flowers, And The Green Fields.

People Are Never So Likely To Be Wrong As When They Are Organized. And They Never Have So Little Freedom. Perhaps That Is Why The People At Large Keep Their Freedom. People Can Be Manipulated Only When They Are Organized.