The first fruit of this imagination—and the first lesson of the social science that embodies it—is the idea that the individual can understand his own experience and gauge his own fate only by locating himself within his period, that he can know his own chances in life only by becoming aware of those of all individuals in his circumstances.
The most beautiful things in life are not things. They're people and places and memories and pictures. They're feelings and moments and smiles and laughter.
Little else is requisite to carry a state to the highest degree of opulence from the lowest barbarism but peace， easy taxes， and a tolerable administration of justice.
