Intellectually I Know That America Is No

A Village In A Country Which Is Taking Pains To Become Altogether Standardized And Pure, Which Aspires To Succeed Victorian England As The Chief Mediocrity Of The World, Is No Longer Merely Provincial, No Longer Downy And Restful In Its Leaf-shadowed Ignorance. It Is A Force Seeking To Conquer The Earth. Sure Of Itself, It Bullies Other Civilizations, As A Traveling Salesman In A Brown Derby Conquers The Wisdom Of China And Tacks Advertisements Of Cigarettes Over Arches For Centuries Dedicated To The Sayings Of Confucius.

Most Troubles Are Unnecessary. We Have Nature Beaten; We Can Make Her Grow Wheat; We Can Keep Warm When She Sends Blizzards. So We Raise The Devil Just For Pleasure--wars, Politics, Race-hatreds, Labor-disputes.

It's One Of Our Favorite American Myths That Broad Plains Necessarily Make Broad Minds, And High Mountains Make High Purpose.

It Has Not Yet Been Recorded That Any Human Being Has Gained A Very Large Or Permanent Contentment From Meditation Upon The Fact That He Is Better Off Than Others.

You Have More People That Love You Than You Know.