Self-expression Must Pass Into Communication For Its

Purposeless Activity May Be A Phase Of Death.

The Truly Creative Mind In Any Field Is No More Than This: A Human Creature Born Abnormally, Inhumanly Sensitive. To Him... A Touch Is A Blow, A Sound Is A Noise, A Misfortune Is A Tragedy, A Joy Is An Ecstasy, A Friend Is A Lover, A Lover Is A God, And Failure Is Death.

It Is Natural Anywhere That People Like Their Own Kind, But It Is Not Necessarily Natural That Their Fondness For Their Own Kind Should Lead Them To The Subjection Of Whole Groups Of Other People Not Like Them.

God Is Not In The Vastness Of Greatness. He Is Hid In The Vastness Of Smallness . He Is Not In The General. He Is In The Particular.

It May Be That Religion Is Dead, And If It Is, We Had Better Know It And Set Ourselves To Try To Discover Other Sources Of Moral Strength Before It Is Too Late.