The History Of The World Is Not

In The Case Of Various Kinds Of Knowledge, We Find That What In Former Days Occupied The Energies Of Men Of Mature Mental Ability Sinks To The Level Of Information, Exercises, And Even Pastimes For Children; And In This Educational Progress We Can See The History Of The World's Culture Delineated In Faint Outline.

The Bud Disappears When The Blossom Breaks Through, And We Might Say That The Former Is Refuted By The Latter; In The Same Way When The Fruit Comes, The Blossom May Be Explained To Be A False Form Of The Plant's Existence, For The Fruit Appears As Its True Nature In Place Of The Blossom.

The Nature Of Finite Things Is To Have The Seed Of Their Passing-away As Their Essential Being: The Hour Of Their Birth Is The Hour Of Their Death.

The History Of The World Is Not The Theatre Of Happiness. Periods Of Happiness Are Blank Pages In It, For They Are Periods Of Harmony--periods When The Antithesis Is In Abeyance.

We Do Not Need To Be Shoemakers To Know If Our Shoes Fit, And Just As Little Have We Any Need To Be Professionals To Acquire Knowledge Of Matters Of Universal Interest.