Until An Hour Before The Devil Fell,

I Have Made More Friends For American Culture Than The State Department. Certainly I Have Made Fewer Enemies, But That Isn't Very Difficult.

A Child's Spirit Is Like A Child, You Can Never Catch It By Running After It; You Must Stand Still, And, For Love, It Will Soon Itself Come Back.

The Enemy Is Within, And Within Stays Within, And We Can't Get Out Of Within.

It May Be That Even If Half Consciously, We Choose Our Personalities To Maintain A Certain Saving Balance In The Family's Little Universe.

Pathos Truly Is The Mode For The Pessimist. But Tragedy Requires A Nicer Balance Between What Is Possible And What Is Impossible. And It Is Curious, Although Edifying, That The Plays We Revere, Century After Century, Are The Tragedies. In Them, And In Them Alone, Lies The Belief-optimistic, If You Will, In The Perfectibility Of Man.