American Art, Like The American Language And

No Man Means All He Says, And Yet Very Few Say All They Mean, For Words Are Slippery And Thought Is Viscous.

Mr Jefferson Meant That The American System Should Be A Democracy, And He Would Rather Have Let The Whole World Perish Than That This Principle, Which To Him Represented All That Man Was Worth, Should Fail. Mr Hamilton Considered Democracy A Fatal Curse, And Meant To Stop Its Progress.

The President May Indeed In One Respect Resemble The Commander Of An Army In Peace, But In Another And More Essential Sense He Resembles The Commander Of A Ship At Sea. He Must Have A Helm To Grasp, A Course To Steer, A Port To Seek. He Must Sooner Or Later Be Convinced That A Perpetual Calm Is As Little To His Purpose As A Perpetual Hurricane, And That Without Headway The Ship Can Arrive Nowhere.

[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.

You May Cut Off The Heads Of Every Rich Man Now Living--of Every Statesman--every Literary, And Every Scientific Authority, Without In The Least Changing The Social Situation. Artists, Of Course, Disappeared Long Ago As Social Forces. So Did The Church. Corporations Are Not Elevators, But Levellers, As I See Them.