There Is No Such Thing As Public

I Now Began For The First Time To Envy Those Young Cubs At The University Who Had Fine Scholars To Tell Them What Was What; Professors Who Had Devoted Their Lives To Mastering And Focusing Ideas In Every Branch Of Learning; Who Were Eager To Distribute The Treasures They Had Gathered Before They Were Overtaken By The Night. But Now I Pity Undergraduates, When I See What Frivolous Lives Many Of Them Lead In The Midst Of Precious Fleeting Opportunity. After All, A Man's Life Must Be Nailed To A Cross Either Of Thought Or Action. Without Work There Is No Play.

One Must Regard The Hyphen As A Blemish To Be Avoided Wherever Possible.

I Pass With Relief From The Tossing Sea Of Cause And Theory To The Firm Ground Of Result And Fact.

Let Us Therefore Brace Ourselves To Our Duties, And So Bear Ourselves That, If The British Empire And Its Commonwealth Last For A Thousand Years, Men Will Still Say, 'this Was Their Finest Hour.'

Do Not Turn The Superior Eye Of Critical Passivity Upon These Efforts .... We Must Not Be Ambitious. We Cannot Aspire To Masterpieces. We May Content Ourselves With A Joy Ride In A Paint-box.