If we of the twentieth century do not believe in baseball as much as in philosophy, we have not learned the lesson of modern science, which teaches, among other things, that the body is the nursery of the soul; the instrument of our moral development; the secret chart of our devious progress from worm to man.

The great achievement of recent science, of which we are so proud, has been the deciphering of the hieroglyphic of organic nature.

To worship the facts and neglect the implications of the message of science is to applaud the drama without taking the moral to heart.

And we certainly are not taking the moral to heart when we try to make a hero out of the boy by such foreign appliances as grammar and algebra, while utterly despising the fittest instrument for his uplifting--the boy's own body.
We had no particular reason for coming to Dover Street.

It might just as well have been Applepie Alley.