So Long As One Is Able To

But Youth Isn't Happy. Youth Is Sadder Than Age.

Nations Decay From Within More Often Than They Surrender To Outward Assault.

The Things I Feared Were Not In The Sky, But In The Nature And In The Touch Of Humanity. The Cruelty Of Children . . . The Blindness Of The Unpitiful - These Were My Terrors. But Not The Crash Of Thunder Overhead, Not The Bolts Of Fire From The Clouds.

No Idea Is So Antiquated That It Was Not Once Modern. No Idea Is So Modern That It Will Not Someday Be Antiquated.

The Older I Grow The More Earnestly I Feel That The Few Joys Of Childhood Are The Best That Life Has To Give.