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So Far, We Do Not Seem Appalled At The Prospect Of Exactly The Same Kind Of Education Being Applied To All The School Children From The Atlantic To The Pacific, But There Is An Uneasiness In The Air, A Realization That The Individual Is Growing Less Easy To Find; An Idea, Perhaps, Of What Standardization Might Become When The Units Are Not Machines, But Human Beings.

The Fullness Of Life Is In The Hazards Of Life. And, At The Worst, There Is That In Us Which Can Turn Defeat Into Victory.

The Heterodoxy Of One Generation Is The Orthodoxy Of The Next.

In Every Civilization, Life Grows Easier. Men Grow Lazier In Consequence. We Have A Picture Of What Happened To The Individual Greek. (i Cannot Look At History, Or At Any Human Action, Except As I Look At The Individual.) The Greeks Had Good Food, Good Witty Talk, Pleasant Dinner Parties; And They Were Content. When The Individual Man Had Reached That Condition In Athens, When The Thought Not Of Giving To The State But Of What The State Could Give To Him, Athens' Freedom Was Doomed.

Mind And Spirit Together Make Up That Which Separates Us From The Rest Of The Animal World, That Which Enables A Man To Know The Truth And That Which Enables Him To Die For The Truth.