The social side of Washington was to be taken for granted as three-fourths of existence. Politics and reform became the detail, and waltzing the profession

The Indian Summer of life should be a little sunny and a little sad, like the season, and infinite in wealth and depth of tone, but never hustled.

The press is the hired agent of a monied system, and set up for no other purpose than to tell lies where their interests are involved. One can trust nobody and nothing.

American politics is a struggle, not of men but of forces. The men become every year more and more creatures of force, massed about central power houses.

Boys naturally look on all force as an enemy.

Unity is vision; it must have been part of the process of learning to see.

Henry James chews more than he bites off.