Expositions are the timekeepers of progress.
Usually, terrible things that are done with the excuse that progress requires them are not really progress at all, but just terrible things.
Progress might have been alright once, but it has gone on too long.
If progress is to be steady we must have long term guides extending far ahead.
The history of progress is written in the blood of men and women who have dared to espouse an unpopular cause, as, for instance, the black man’s right to his body, or woman’s right to her soul.
The wheels of progress do not stop. The world advances toward and into a better life, and will advance until, leaving the hard, clumsy and jarring pavements of the marts of selfishness behind it, it will strike off joyously into the broad avenue of the millennium.
The test of our progress is not whether we add more to the abundance of those who have much; it is whether we provide enough for those who have too little.
One who accepts the general ideas of his time gets along smoothest, but he does the least for progress.
All progress is experimental.