He Too Serves A Certain Purpose Who

[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.

American Politics Is A Struggle, Not Of Men But Of Forces. The Men Become Every Year More And More Creatures Of Force, Massed About Central Power Houses.

It Is Always Good Men Who Do The Most Harm In The World.

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

It Is Impossible To Underrate Human Intelligence - Beginning With One's Own.