Thank God, I Never Was Cheerful. I

Average Human Nature Is Very Coarse, And Its Ideals Must Necessarily Be Average. The World Never Loved Perfect Poise. What The World Does Love Is Commonly Absence Of Poise, For It Has To Be Amused.

Society' In America Means All The Honest, Kindly-mannered, Pleasant- Voiced Women, And All The Good, Brave, Unassuming Men, Between The Atlantic And The Pacific. Each Of These Has A Free Pass In Every City And Village, 'good For This Generation Only,' And It Depends On Each To Make Use Of This Pass Or Not As It May Happen To Suit His Or Her Fancy.

Nothing Is Easier Than To Teach Historical Method, But, When Learned, It Has Little Use.

For After All Man Knows Mighty Little, And May Some Day Learn Enough Of His Own Ignorance To Fall Down Again And Pray. Not That Icare. Only, If Such Is God's Will, And Fate And Evolution--let There Be God!

The Spider-mind Acquires A Faculty Of Memory, And, With It, A Singular Skill Of Analysis And Synthesis, Taking Apart And Putting Together In Different Relations The Meshes Of Its Trap. Man Had In The Beginning No Power Of Analysis Or Synthesis Approaching That Of The Spider, Or Even Of The Honey-bee; But He Had Acute Sensibility To The Higher Forces.