History had no use for multiplicity; it needed unity; it could study only motion, direction, attraction, relation. Everything must be made to move together; one must seek new worlds to measure; and so, like Rasselas, Adams set out once more, and found himself on May 12 settled in rooms at the very door of the Trocadero.
Each of the liberal arts is both a science and an art in the sense that in the province of each there is something to know (science) and something to do (art).
“Life failure” is the central problem for Wilson. We are all familiar with it. Its most common form is boredom, which, Wilson tells us, is essentially a kind of drooping of intentionality.
Unfortunately, although naturally clever, human beings are not innately wise, especially in crowds.
