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(the Processes Are) Doubly Ruinous: They Impoverish The Earth By Hastily Removing, For The Benefit Of A Few Generations, The Common Resources Which, Once Expended And Dissipated, Can Never Be Restored; And Second, In Its Technique, Its Habits, Its Processes, The Paleotechnic Period Is Equally Inimical To The Earth Considered As A Human Habitat, By Its Destruction Of The Beauty Of The Landscape, Its Ruining Of Streams, Its Pollution Of Drinking Water, Its Filling The Air With A Finely Divided Carboniferous Deposit, Which Chokes Both Life And Vegetation.

The Last Step In Parental Love Involves The Release Of The Beloved; The Willing Cutting Of The Cord That Would Otherwise Keep The Child In A State Of Emotional Dependence.

Without Fullness Of Experience, Length Of Days Is Nothing. When Fullness Of Life Has Been Achieved, Shortness Of Days Is Nothing. That Is Perhaps Why The Young Have Usually So Little Fear Of Death; They Live By Intensities That The Elderly Have Forgotten.

Nothing Is Unthinkable, Nothing Impossible To The Balanced Person, Provided It Comes Out Of The Needs Of Life And Is Dedicated To Life's Further Development.

Our National Flower Is The Concrete Cloverleaf.