We Are All Sentenced To Capital Punishment

Why Should You Row A Boat Race? Why Endure The Long Months Of Pain In Preparation For A Fierce Half Hour That Will Leave You All But Dead? Does Anyone Ask The Question? Is There Anyone Who Would Not Go Through All The Costs, And More, For The Moment When Anguish Breaks Into Triumph Or Even For The Glory Of Having Nobly Lost? Is Life Less Than A Boat Race? If A Man Will Give The Blood In His Body To Win The One, Will He Spend All The Might Of His Soul To Prevail In The Other?

There Is In All Men A Demand For The Superlative, So Much So That The Poor Devil That Has No Other Way Of Reaching It Attains It By Getting Drunk.

But The Word "right" Is One Of The Most Deceptive Of Pitfalls; It Is So Easy To Slip From A Qualified Meaning In The Premise To An Unqualified One In The Conclusion. Most Rights Are Qualified.

These Are The Hands Whose Sturdy Labor Brings The Peasant's Food, The Golden Pomp Of Kings; This Is The Page Whose Letters Shall Be Seen, Changed By The Sun To Words Of Living Green; This Is The Scholar Whose Immortal Penspells The First Lesson Hunger Taught To Men; These Are The Lines That Heaven-commanded Toil Shows On His Deed, - The Charter Of The Soil!

Any Tax Is A Discouragement And Therefore A Regulation So Far As It Goes.