While We Flatter Ourselves That Things Remain

So When The Great Word "mother!" Rang Once More, I Saw At Last Its Meaning And Its Place; Not The Blind Passion Of The Brooding Past, But Mother -- The World's Mother -- Come At Last, To Love As She Had Never Loved Before -- To Feed And Guard And Teach The Human Race.

However, One Cannot Put A Quart In A Pint Cup.

To Swallow And Follow, Whether Old Doctrine Or New Propaganda, Is A Weakness Still Dominating The Human Mind.

I'm Sure I Never Used To Be So Sensitive. I Think It Is Due To This Nervous Condition.

Audiences Are Always Better Pleased With A Smart Retort, Some Joke Or Epigram, Than With Any Amount Of Reasoning.