Every great institution is the lengthened shadow of a single man. His character determines the character of the organization.

My good hoe as it bites the ground revenges my wrongs, and I have less lust to bite my enemies. In the smoothing the rough hillocks, I smooth my temper.

Generalization is always a new influx of divinity into the mind. Hence the thrill that attends it.

Is not, indeed, every man a student, and do not all things exist for the student's behoof?

The time will come when the evil forms we have known can no more be organized. Man's culture can spare nothing, wants all material. He is to convert all impediments into instruments, all enemies into power.

Every man's Reason is sufficient for his guidance, if used.

Where the banana grows man is sensual and cruel.