conversation, manners and customs, laws, undertakings, progress, labor, craft, art, growth and life issue from their divergence.
If ever they shall coincide, then at last will the words, “It is finished,” be written once for all on the tomb of the universe!
Meanwhile it is our business to strive to bring our common-sense up to the plane of logic, in the blessed certainty that we can never fully succeed.
We preach logic and practice common-sense, longing for an environment where they may be lost in each other.
We must pull our environments along with usa long pull and a strong pull and a pull all together; but to act upon the logical consequences of a rule which we have ceased to feel would leave us out of touch with our environment, disjointed and unrelated, with nothing but a lifeless, unassimilated law to comfort us, which is clearly absurd.
In the last analysis the secret of sane living is to go on compromising, while shouting, “No compromise!”
The would-be abstainer from voting recognized the fact that a perfect man would not vote, but he felt like a hypocrite when he acted like a perfect man, knowing himself to be nothing of the sort.
The role did not suit him. I ought of course to be perfect, but I must be
perfect before I act
perfect, and it is downright dishonesty to imitate the empty acts of perfection.