After Each War There Is A Little

Nobody Is Fully Alive Who Cannot Apply To Art As Much Discrimination And Appreciation As He Applies To The Work By Which He Earns His Living.

Materialism Is Decadent And Degenerate Only If The Spirit Of The Nation Has Withered And If Individual People Are So Unimaginative That They Wallow In It.

There Is No Joy So Great As That Of Reporting That A Good Play Has Come To Town.

We Tolerate Differences Of Opinion In People Who Are Familiar To Us. But Differences Of Opinion In People We Do Not Know Sound Like Heresy Or Plots.

Everyone In Daily Life Carries Such A Heavy Mixed Burden On His Own Conscience That He Is Reluctant To Penalize Those Who Have Been Caught.