The World Is Coming To

As History Stands, It Is A Sort Of Chinese Play, Without End And Without Lesson.

Unity Is Vision; It Must Have Been Part Of The Process Of Learning To See.

The Outline Of The City Became Frantic In Its Effort To Explain Something That Defied Meaning. Power Seemed To Have Outgrown Its Servitude And To Have Asserted Its Freedom. The Cylinder Had Exploded, And Thrown Great Masses Of Stone And Steam Against The Sky.

Power Is Poison. Its Effect On Presidents Had Always Been Tragic.

The Idea That Any Personal Deity Could Find Pleasure Or Profit In Torturing A Poor Woman, By Accident, With A Fiendish Cruelty Known To Man Only In Perverted And Insane Temperaments, Could Not Be Held For A Moment. For Pure Blasphemy, It Made Pure Atheism A Comfort.