When The Curtain Falls No One Is

A Child Sees Everything, Looks Straight At It, Examines It, Without Any Preconceived Idea; Most People, After They Are About Eleven Or Twelve, Quite Lose This Power, They See Everything Through A Few Preconceived Ideas Which Hang Like A Veil Between Them And The Outer World.

For Those Of Us Who Have A Ground Of Knowledge Which We Cannot Transmit To Outsiders, It Is Perhaps More Profitable To Act Fearlessly Than To Argue.

Slavery May, Perhaps, Be Best Compared To The Infantile Disease Of Measles; A Complaint Which So Commonly Attacks The Young Of Humanity In Their Infancy, And When Gone Through At That Period Leaves Behind It So Few Fatal Marks; But Which When It Normally Attacks The Fully Developed Adult Becomes One Of The Most Virulent And Toxic Of Diseases, Often Permanently Poisoning The Constitution Where It Does Not End In Death.

It Is The Swimmer Who First Leaps Into The Frozen Stream Who Is Cut Sharpest By The Ice; Those Who Follow Him Find It Broken, And The Last Find It Gone. It Is The Men Or Women Who First Tread Down The Path Which The Bulk Of Humanity Will Ultimately Follow, Who Must Find Themselves At Last In Solitudes Where The Silence Is Deadly.

To Us, From The Beginning, Nature Has Been But A Poor Plastic Thing, To Be Toyed With This Way Or That, As Man Happens To Please His Deity Or Not; To Go To Church Or Not; To Say His Prayers Right Or Not; To Travel On A Sunday Or Not.was It Possible For Us In An Instant To See Nature As She Is-the Flowing Vestment Of An Unchanging Reality?