... The Majority Of Us Scarcely See

The Finest Language Is Mostly Made Up Of Simple Unimposing Words.

Our Growing Thought Makes Growing Revelation.

You Are Discontented With The World Because You Can't Get Just The Small Things That Suit Your Pleasure, Not Because It's A World Where Myriads Of Men And Women Are Ground By Wrong And Misery, And Tainted With Pollution.

The Idea Of Duty--that Recognition Of Something To Be Lived For Beyond The Mere Satisfaction Of Self--is To The Moral Life What The Addition Of A Great Central Ganglion Is To Animal Life.

What Are A Handful Of Reasonable Men Against A Crowd With Stones In Their Hands?