Only On The Edge Of The Grave

You Say That Love Is Nonsense. I Tell You It Is No Such Thing. For Weeks And Months It Is A Steady Physical Pain, An Ache About The Heart, Never Leaving One, By Night Or By Day; A Long Strain On One's Nerves Like Toothache Or Rheumatism, Not Intolerable At Any One Instant, But Exhausting By Its Steady Drain On The Strength.

Whenever A Man Reaches The Top Of The Political Ladder, His Enemies Unite To Pull Him Down. His Friends Become Critical And Exacting.

My Rule In Making Up Examination Questions Is To Ask Questions Which I Can't Myself Answer. It Astounds Me To See How Some Of My Students Answer Questions Which Would Play The Deuce With Me.

Teachers Affect Eternity; No One Can Tell Where Their Influence Stops.

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.