Our Friends Interpret The World And Ourselves

Whatsoever Stirs The Stagnant Currents, Setting These Flowing In Wholesome Directions, Promotes Brisk Spirits And Productive Thinking. The Less Of Routine, The More Of Life.

Man Is A Living Lie--a Bitter Jest Upon Himself--a Conscious Grain Of Sand Lost In A Desert Of Unconsciousness.

I Find My Past In My Present, And From These Forecast My Future.

Ourselves Are Cosmic And Capacious Beyond Conjecture, And To Experience Some Notion Of The Planetary Perspective Is The Richest Income From Travelling. It Takes All To Inform And Educate All. Sallies Forth From Our Cramped Firesides Into Other Homes, Other Hearts, Are Wonderfully Wholesome And Enlarging. Travel Opens Prospects On All Sides, Widens Our Horizon, Liberates The Mind From Geographical And Conventional Limitations, From Local Prejudices And National, Showing The Globe In Its Differing Climates, Zones, And Latitudes Of Intelligence.

Divination Seems Heightened And Raised To Its Highest Power In Woman.