Great Works Of The Imagination Are Not

Curiosity Urges You On-driving Force.

The Gospel Of The Army Is Cunning, As Of All Other Human Activities. The Wisdom Of The Snake Under The Meekness Of The Sheep Is What Wins Out. The First Commandment Is--never Let Them Get Anything On You-- The Second: Graft--get Privileges Others Haven't Got--worm Yourself Into Confidence The Third--seem Neat And Prosperous--as If You Had Money In The Bank

Hemingway Always Used To Bawl Me Out For Including So Much Topical Stuff. He Always Claimed That Was A Great Mistake, That In Fifty Years Nobody Would Understand. He May Have Been Right; It's Getting To Be True.

The Chilly December Day! Two Shivering Bicycle Mechanics From Dayton, Ohio First Felt Their Homemade Contraption Whittled Out Of Hickory Sticks, Gummed Together With Arnstein's Bicycle Cement, Stretched With Muslin They'd Sewn On Their Sister's Sewing Machine In Their Own Backyard On Hawthorn Street In Dayton, Ohio, Soar Into The Air Above The Dunes And The Wide Beach At Kitty Hawk.

Men Who Have Lost Their Conviction Of What Is Good And What Is Bad Find Themselves Without A Sextant To Check Their Position By. We Are In The Position Of A Man With An Elaborate Camping Kit Who Finds Himself Lost In The Woods Without His Matches; To Kindle A Fire He Has To Resort To The Stratagems Of The Caveman. We Fall Back Through Generations Into The Oldest Terrors And Confusions Of The Race.