Already By 1900 I Could

It Was My Ambition All Of My Life To Be Master Of The Spoken Word.

There Is No Merit In Putting Off A War For A Year If, When It Comes, It Is Far Worse Or Much Harder To Win.

Never Hold Discussions With The Monkey When The Organ Grinder Is In The Room.

The World Looks With Some Awe Upon A Man Who Appears Unconcernedly Indifferent To Home, Money, Comfort, Rank, Or Even Power And Fame. The World Feels Not Without A Certain Apprehension, That Here Is Someone Outside Its Jurisdiction; Someone Before Whom Its Allurements May Be Spread In Vain; Some One Strangely Enfranchised, Untamed, Untrammelled By Convention, Moving Independent Of The Ordinary Currents Of Human Action.

If We Win, Nobody Will Care. If We Lose, There Will Be Nobody To Care.