No. I cannot expect you to believe it. Take it as a lie--or a prophecy. Say I dreamed it in the workshop. Consider I have been speculating upon the destinies of our race until I have hatched this fiction. Treat my assertion of its truth as a mere stroke of art to enhance its interest. And taking it as a story, what do you think of it?

If only I had thought of a Kodak! I could have flashed that glimpse of the Under-world in a second, and examined it at leisure.

We will peck them to death to-morrow, my dear.

No passion in the world is equal to the passion to alter someone else's draft.

Am I dreaming? Has the world gone mad--or have I?

Everyone leaves the world a little better some by leaving.

Let your love be stronger than your hate or anger. Learn the wisdom of compromise, for it is better to bend a little than to break.