For Two Summers Not A Blue Wing,

To Find The Universal Elements Enough; To Find The Air And The Water Exhilarating; To Be Refreshed By A Morning Walk Or An Evening Saunter... To Be Thrilled By The Stars At Night; To Be Elated Over A Bird's Nest Or A Wildflower In Spring - These Are Some Of The Rewards Of The Simple Life.

I Was Born With A Chronic Anxiety About The Weather.

I Am Not Going To Advocate ... The Abandoning Of The Improved Modes Of Travel; But I Am Going To Brag As Lustily As I Can On Behalf Of The Pedestrian, And Show How All The Shining Angels Second And Accompany The Man Who Goes Afoot, While All The Dark Spirits Are Ever Looking Out For A Chance To Ride.

The Very Idea Of A Bird Is A Symbol And A Suggestion To The Poet. A Bird Seems To Be At The Top Of The Scale, So Vehement And Intense His Life. . . . The Beautiful Vagabonds, Endowed With Every Grace, Masters Of All Climes, And Knowing No Bounds - How Many Human Aspirations Are Realised In Their Free, Holiday-lives - And How Many Suggestions To The Poet In Their Flight And Song!

There Tends To Be This Comfortable Assumption That Nuclear Weapons Won't Be Used, But I Don't Think That's Warranted, And I Think We Should Seize The Opportunity Of This Time Of Stability And Cooperation And Move Towards Global Elimination Of Nuclear Weapons As Indeed People Like Henry Kissinger, And William Perry, Former Secretary Of Defense Under Clinton, And Sam Nunn, Former Senator, And George Schultz, Former Undersecretary Of State For Ronald Reagan. All Of Them Recently Called For Achievement Of A Nuclear Weapon-free World.