AN UNOFFICIAL BACCALAUREATE
look the fact that the mere possession of knowledge is no more commendable than any other possession, being of no more real value to the world than a library full of books which no one reads.
Now, it would be quite remarkable if all this were otherwise. For, every man is the centre of his own universe, and seldom realizes how many other centres there happen to be, or else that the other centres are just as true as his own. He can't see in other men's perspective. "Bread is the staff of life," says the farmer. "They may guy us, but what would they do without our crops—and our votes? We are the people."
"It is curious how every business, every profession, every interest in life, centres in mine," says the sharp-eyed lawyer complacently. "My profession is unique in that it has to do with everything and everybody."
"In at the death and there at the birth," says the doctor. "What could they do without me. Morning, noon and night it's doctor, doctor, everywhere. I hold their lives in my hand."
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