But Steel Bars Have Never Yet Kept

But Steel Bars Have Never Yet Kept Out A Mob; It Takes Something A Good Deal Stronger: Human Courage Backed Up By The Consciousness Of Being Right.

Most Of Us Have Collections Of Sayings We Live By. . . . Whenever Words Fly Up At Me From The Printed Page As I Read, I Intercept Them Instantly, Knowing They Are For Me. I Turn Them Over Carefully In My Mind And Cling To Them Hard.

A Mob Is The Method By Which Good Citizens Turn Over The Law And The Government To The Criminal Or Irresponsible Classes.

Did You Think You Could Have The Good Without The Evil? Did You Think You Could Have The Joy Without The Sorrow? . . . . I Have Been Thinking Much About Pain. How Could I Help It? . . . . Sooner Or Later, Regardless Of The Wit Of Man, We Have Pain To Face; A Reality; A Final Inescapable, Immutable Fact Of Life. What Poor Souls, If We Have Then No Philosophy To Face It With! This Pain Will Not Last; It Never Has Lasted. I'll Think About What I Am Going To Write Tomorrow-not About Me, Not About My Body.

I Sometimes Think We Expect Too Much Of Christmas Day. We Try To Crowd Into It The Long Arrears Of Kindliness And Humanity Of The Whole Year. As For Me, I Like To Take My Christmas A Little At A Time, All Through The Year.