I Am An Anarchist In Politics And

The Mind Resorts To Reason For Want Of Training.

Chaos Breeds Life; Order Creates Habit.

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.

As A Historian, He Felt It His Duty To Respect Everything That Had Ever Been Respected, Except For The Occasional Statesman.

Even Theologians, Even The Great Theologians Of The Thirteenth Century, Even Saint Thomas Aquinas Himself Did Not Trust To Faith Alone, Or Assume The Existence Of God.