Republics, One After Another . . .

God Draweth Straight Lines But We Call Them Crooked.

Every Hand And Every Hour Should Be Devoted To Rescue The World From Its Insanity Of Guilt, And To Assuage The Pangs Of Human Hearts With Balm And Anodyne. To Pity Distress Is But Human; To Relieve It Is Godlike.

A Teacher Should, Above All Things, First Induce A Desire In The Pupil For The Acquisition He Wishes To Impart.

So Multifarious Are The Different Classes Of Truths, And So Multitudinous The Truths In Each Class, That It May Be Undoubtingly Affirmed That No Man Has Yet Lived Who Could So Much As Name All The Different Classes And Subdivisions Of Truths, And Far Less Anyone Who Was Acquainted With All The Truths Belonging To Any One Class. What Wonderful Extent, What Amazing Variety, What Collective Magnificence! And If Such Be The Number Of Truths Pertaining To This Tiny Ball Of Earth, How Must It Be In The Incomprehensible Immensity!

Every Nerve That Can Thrill With Pleasure, Can Also Agonize With Pain.