Writers Like Teeth Are Divided

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.

Not Only Does A Bureaucracy Tend To Under-government In Point Of Quality; It Tends To Over-government In Point Of Quantity.

The Most Intellectual Of Men Are Moved Quite As Much By The Circumstances Which They Are Used To As By Their Own Will. The Active Voluntary Part Of A Man Is Very Small, And If It Were Not Economized By A Sleepy Kind Of Habit, Its Results Would Be Null.

There Seems To Be An Unalterable Contradiction Between The Human Mind And Its Employments. How Can A Soul Be A Merchant? What Relation To An Immortal Being Have The Price Of Linseed, The Brokerage On Hemp? Can An Undying Creature Debit Petty Expenses And Charge For Carriage Paid? The Soul Ties Its Shoes; The Mind Washes Its Hands In A Basin. All Is Incongruous.

War Both Needs And Generates Certain Virtues; Not The Highest, But What May Be Called The Preliminary Virtues, As Valor, Veracity, The Spirit Of Obedience, The Habit Of Discipline. Any Of These, And Of Others Like Them, When Possessed By A Nation, And No Matter How Generated, Will Give Them A Military Advantage, And Make Them More Likely To Stay In The Race Of Nations.