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Monday, January 17, 2022

Progress (Franklin)

The rapid Progress true Science now makes, occasions my Regretting sometimes that I was born so soon.  It is impossible to imagine the Height to which may be carried in a 1000 Years the Power of Man over Matter.  We may perhaps learn to deprive large Masses of their Gravity & give them absolute Levity, for the sake of easy Transport.  Agriculture may diminish its Labour & double its Produce.  All Diseases may by sure means be prevented or cured, not excepting even that of Old Age, and our Lives lengthened at pleasure even beyond the antediluvian Standard.  O that moral Science were in as fair a Way of Improvement, that Men would cease to be Wolves to one another, and that human Beings would at length learn what they now improperly call Humanity.—

Benjamin Franklin

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