Progress is the process whereby the human race is getting rid of whiskers, the veriform appendix and God.

Progress is the process whereby the human race is getting rid of whiskers, the veriform appendix and God.

I have found some of the best reasons I ever had for remaining at the bottom simply by looking at read more

I have found some of the best reasons I ever had for remaining at the bottom simply by looking at the men at the top.

What is art
But life upon the larger scale, the higher,
When, graduating up in a spiral read more

What is art
But life upon the larger scale, the higher,
When, graduating up in a spiral line
Of still expanding and ascending gyres,
It pushed toward the intense significance
Of all things, hungry for the Infinite?
Art's life--and where we live, we suffer and toil.

From lower to the higher next,
Not to the top, is Nature's text;
And embryo good, to read more

From lower to the higher next,
Not to the top, is Nature's text;
And embryo good, to reach full stature,
Absorbs the evil in its nature.

Going to work for a large company is like getting on a train.
Are you going sixty miles an read more

Going to work for a large company is like getting on a train.
Are you going sixty miles an hour or is the train going sixty
miles an hour and you're just sitting still?

All things journey: sun and moon,
Morning, noon, and afternoon,
Night and all her stars;
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All things journey: sun and moon,
Morning, noon, and afternoon,
Night and all her stars;
'Twixt the east and western bars
Round they journey,
Come and go!
We go with them!

Westward the course of empire takes its way;
The four first Acts already past,
A fifth shall read more

Westward the course of empire takes its way;
The four first Acts already past,
A fifth shall close the Drama with the day;
Time's noblest offspring is the last.

Laws and institutions are constantly tending to gravitate. Like
clocks, they must be occasionally cleansed, and wound up, and read more

Laws and institutions are constantly tending to gravitate. Like
clocks, they must be occasionally cleansed, and wound up, and set
to true time.

And striving to be Man, the worm
Mounts through all the spires of form.

And striving to be Man, the worm
Mounts through all the spires of form.