We are all geniuses up to the age of ten. >>
Science has explained nothing; the more we know the more fantastic the >>
Specialized meaninglessness has come to be regarded, in certain circle >>
It is the working man who is the happy man. It is the idle man who is >>
Something made greater by ourselves and in turn that makes us greater. >>
Like the bee, we should make our industry our amusement. >>
Industrial man --a sentient reciprocating engine having a fluctuating output, coupled to an iron wheel revolving with uniform velocity. And then we wonder why this should be the golden age of revolution and mental derangement.