Life Is A Fatal Complaint, And An

We Must Think Things Not Words, Or At Least We Must Constantly Translate Our Words Into The Facts For Which They Stand, If We Are To Keep To The Real And The True.

The Mark Of A Civilized Man Is His Willingness To Re-examine His Most Cherished Beliefs.

You Make Me Chuckle When You Say That You Are No Longer Young, That You Have Turned Twenty-four. A Man Is Or May Be Young To After Sixty, And Not Old Before Eighty.

I Think It Not Improbable That Man, Like The Grub That Prepares A Chamber For The Winged Thing It Never Has Seen But Is To Be - That Man May Have Cosmic Destinies That He Does Not Understand.

In My Opinion, Economists And Sociologists Are The People To Whom We Ought To Turn More Than We Do For Instruction In The Grounds And Foundations Of All Rational Decisions.