It is unpleasant to be called sinners, and much nicer to think that we all have hearts of gold—but have we?

It is agreeable to suppose that the more scientific knowledge we acquire the happier we shall be—but does it look like it?

It is encouraging to feel that progress is making us automatically every day and in every way better, and better, and better—but does history support that view?

from The Mind of the Maker