Life Is Very Persistent And Very Ingenious

Is It Wholly Fantastic To Admit The Possibility That Nature Herself Strove Toward What We Call Beauty? Face To Face With Any One Of The Elaborate Flowers Which Man's Cultivation Has Had Nothing To Do With, It Does Not Seem Fantastic To Me. We Put Survival First. But When We Have A Margin Of Safety Left Over, We Expend It In The Search For The Beautiful. Who Can Say That Nature Does Not Do The Same?

There Are Some Optimists Who Search Eagerly For The Skunk Cabbage Which In February Sometimes Pushes Itself Up Through The Ice, And Who Call It A Sign Of Spring. I Wish That I Could Feel That Way About It, But I Do Not. The Truth Of The Matter, To Me, Is Simply That Skunk Cabbage Blooms In The Winter Time.

Nothing Is Too Great Or Too Good To Be True. Do Not Believe That We Can Imagine Things Better Than They Are. In The Long Run, In The Ultimate Outlook, In The Eye Of The Creator, The Possibilities Of Existence, The Possibilities Open To Us, Are Beyond Our Imagination.

Man Is, Perhaps, No More Prone To War Than He Used To Be And No More Inclined To Commit Other Evil Deeds. But A Given Amount Of Ill Will Or Folly Will Go Further Than It Used To.

To Be Reminded That One Is Very Much Like Other Members Of The Animal Kingdom Is Often Funny...though...i Do Not Too Much Mind Being Somewhat Like A Cat.