He is a
failure--a sad, foolish failure. He has been made a failure, not
by the attacks of his enemies, but by the more dangerous praise
of his friends. ----
The lonely and friendless often succeed amazingly. "Multum
incola fuit anima mea" ("My spirit hath been much alone") said
the great Bacon. His mind fed on loneliness, on failure, and
even on disgrace.
How much success is due to freedom from that harm which
friendship does?
The reader can finish this editorial for himself with hundreds of
other arguments. This is enough for a sample.
SHALL WE TAME AND CHAIN THE INVISIBLE MICROBE AS WE NOW CHAIN
NIAGARA?
When Solomon was gathering his materials to build the Temple,
his, large cedar trunks from Lebanon and his costly materials
from everywhere, he used oxen, mules, camels.
With all his wisdom, he little dreamed that the day would come
when his descendants, instead of using mules and huge beasts of
burden, would heat water and with steam develop a force
sufficient to tear his Temple from its foundation.
Still less did he dream that steam would eventually be
superseded, as clumsy and primitive, by the invisible force of
electricity.
When the thunder roared, the lightning flashed and his conscience
troubled him, Solomon, turning away from his thousand wives and
his numerous other doubtful associates, put his head under the
richly embroidered pillow, worked, perhaps, by Sheba's own fair
hands--it did not enter his mind that that lightning could be
tamed and put to work.
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