Old-fashioned Ways Which No Longer Apply To

I Dreamed Night After Night That Everyone In The World Was Dead Excepting Myself, And That Upon Me Rested The Responsibility Of Making A Wagon Wheel.

It Is Easy To Become The Dupe Of A Deferred Purpose, Of The Promise The Future Can Never Keep.

One's Faith Is Kept Alive As One Occasionally Meets A Realized Ideal Of Better Human Relations.

The Impulse To Share The Lives Of The Poor, The Desire To Make Social Service, Irrespective Of Propaganda, Express The Spirit Of Christ, Is As Old As Christianity Itself.

If The Meanest Man In The Republic Is Deprived Of His Rights,then Every Man In The Republic Is Deprived Of His Rights.