History Has To Be Rewritten Because History

A Great Man Represents A Great Ganglion In The Nerves Of Society, Or To Vary The Figure, A Strategic Point In The Campaign Of History, And Part Of His Greatness Consists In His Being There.

There Is Nothing Earthly That Lasts So Well, As Money. A Man's Learning Dies With Him, As Does His Virtues Fade Out Of Remembrance, But The Dividends On The Stocks He Bequeaths To His Children Live And Keep His Memory Green.

There Is In All Men A Demand For The Superlative, So Much So That The Poor Devil That Has No Other Way Of Reaching It Attains It By Getting Drunk.

It Takes Me Several Days, After I Get Back To Boston, To Realize That The Reference "the President" Refers To The President Of Harvard And Not To A Minor Official In Washington.

Our Dead Brothers And Sisters Still Live For Us And Bid Us Think Of Life, Not Death-of Life To Which In Their Youth They Lent The Passion And Glory Of Spring. As I Listen, The Great Chorus Of Life And Joy Begins Again, And Amid The Awful Orchestra Of Seen And Unseen Powers And Destinies Of Good And Evil, Our Trumpets Sound Once More A Note Of Daring, Hope, And Will.