Progress Is A Comparative Of Which We

The Old Assumption Of The Approximate Impossibility Of War Really Rested On A Similar Assumption About The Impossibility Of Evil-and Especially Of Evil In High Places.

Romance Is The Combination Of Something That Is Strange With Something That Is Secure.

It Is Generally The Man Who Is Not Ready To Argue, Who Is Ready To Sneer.

Fallacies Do Not Cease To Be Fallacies Because They Become Fashions.

The Last Few Decades Have Been Marked By A Special Cultivation Of The Romance Of The Future. We Seem To Have Made Up Our Minds To Misunderstand What Has Happened; And We Turn, With A Sort Of Relief, To Stating What Will Happen-which Is Apparently Much Easier...the Modern Mind Is Forced Towards The Future By A Certain Sense Of Fatigue, Not Unmixed With Terror, With Which It Regards The Past.