The Purse Strings Tie Us To Our

Great And Terrible Systems Of Divinity And Philosophy Lie Round About Us, Which, If True, Might Drive A Wise Man Mad.

There Seems To Be An Unalterable Contradiction Between The Human Mind And Its Employments. How Can A Soul Be A Merchant? What Relation To An Immortal Being Have The Price Of Linseed, The Brokerage On Hemp? Can An Undying Creature Debit Petty Expenses And Charge For Carriage Paid? The Soul Ties Its Shoes; The Mind Washes Its Hands In A Basin. All Is Incongruous.

A Bureaucracy Is Sure To Think That Its Duty Is To Augment Official Power, Official Business, Or Official Members, Rather Than To Leave Free The Energies Of Mankind; It Overdoes The Quantity Of Government, As Well As Impairs Its Quality. The Truth Is, That A Skilled Bureaucracy Is, Though It Boasts Of An Appearance Of Science, Quite Inconsistent With The True Principles Of The Art Of Business.

Money Is Economic Power.

The Best Security For People's Doing Their Duty Is That They Should Not Know Anything Else To Do.