Pessimism, When You Get Used To It,

The Real Tragedy Is The Tragedy Of The Man Who Never In His Life Braces Himself For His One Supreme Effort-he Never Stretches To His Full Capacity, Never Stands Up To His Full Stature.

One Of The Chief Things Which My Typical Man Has To Learn Is That The Mental Faculties Are Capable Of A Continuous Hard Activity; They Do Not Tire Like An Arm Or A Leg. All They Want Is Change - Not Rest, Except In Sleep.

To The Artist Is Sometimes Granted A Sudden, Transient Insight Which Serves In This Matter For Experience. A Flash, And Where Previously The Brain Held A Dead Fact, The Soul Grasps A Living Truth! At Moments We Are All Artists.

Procrastination Is Suicide On The Installment Plan.

The Proper, Wise Balancing Of One's Whole Life May Depend Upon The Feasibility Of A Cup Of Tea At An Unusual Hour.