Henry James Chews More Than He Bites

Every Man Who Has At Last Succeeded, After Long Effort, In Calling Up The Divinity Which Lies Hidden In A Woman's Heart, Is Startled To Find That He Must Obey The God He Summoned.

The President May Indeed In One Respect Resemble The Commander Of An Army In Peace, But In Another And More Essential Sense He Resembles The Commander Of A Ship At Sea. He Must Have A Helm To Grasp, A Course To Steer, A Port To Seek. He Must Sooner Or Later Be Convinced That A Perpetual Calm Is As Little To His Purpose As A Perpetual Hurricane, And That Without Headway The Ship Can Arrive Nowhere.

Unbroken Evolution Under Uniform Conditions Pleased Every One -- Except Curates And Bishops; It Was The Very Best Substitute For Religion; A Safe, Conservative Practical, Thoroughly Common-law Deity.

Power Is Poison. Its Effect On Presidents Has Been Always Tragic, Chiefly As An Almost Indecent Excitement At First, And A Worse Reaction Afterwards; But Also Because No Mind Is So Well Balanced As To Bear The Strain Of Seizing Unlimited Force Without Habit Or Knowledge Of It; And Finding It Disputed With Him By Hungry Packs Of Wolves And Hounds Whose Lives Depend On Snatching The Carion.

Friends Are Born, Not Made.