Instead of the machine being a giant to which the man is the pygmy, we must at last reverse the proportions until man is a giant to whom the machine is the toy.

It is because artists do not practise, patrons do not patronize, crowds do not assemble to reverently worship the great work of Doing Nothing, that the world has lost its philosophy and even failed to invent a new religion.

People in high life are hardened to the wants and distresses of mankind as surgeons are to their bodily pains.

Democracy is reproached with saying that the majority is always right. But progress says that the minority is always right.

London is a riddle. Paris is an explanation.

The wise old fairy tales never were so silly as to say that the prince and the princess lived peacefully ever afterwards. The fairy tales said that the prince and princess lived happily ever afterwards; and so they did. They lived happily, although it is very likely that from time to time they threw the furniture at each other.

Dear Sir: Regarding your article 'What's Wrong with the World?' I am. Yours truly.