Most Men Of Business Think

In My Youth I Hoped To Do Great Things; Now I Shall Be Satisfied To Get Through Without Scandal.

We Think Of Euclid As Of Fine Ice; We Admire Newton As We Admire The Peak Of Teneriffe. Even The Intensest Labors, The Most Remote Triumphs Of The Abstract Intellect, Seem To Carry Us Into A Region Different From Our Own-to Be In A Terra Incognita Of Pure Reasoning, To Cast A Chill On Human Glory.

The Best History Is But Like The Art Of Rembrandt; It Casts A Vivid Light On Certain Selected Causes, On Those Which Were Best And Greatest; It Leaves All The Rest In Shadow And Unseen.

Poverty Is An Anomaly To Rich People; It Is Very Difficult To Make Out Why People Who Want Dinner Do Not Ring The Bell.

The Peculiar Essence Of Our Banking System Is An Unprecedented Trust Between Man And Man. And When That Trust Is Much Weakened By Hidden Causes, A Small Accident May Greatly Hurt It, And A Great Accident For A Moment May Almost Destroy It.