We Are Born Believing. A Man Bears

The Meaning Of Good And Bad, Of Better And Worse, Is Simply Helping Or Hurting.

Everything Intercepts Us From Ourselves.

Behind Us, As We Go, All Things Assume Pleasing Forms, As Clouds Do Far Off. Not Only Things Familiar And Stale, But Even The Tragic And Terrible, Are Comely, As They Take Their Place In The Pictures Of Memory.

This Time, Like All Times, Is A Very Good One, If We But Know What To Do With It.

When A Man Thinks Happily, He Finds No Foot-track In The Field He Traverses. All Spontaneous Thought Is Irrespective Of All Else.