Western Man Is Schizophrenic.

Much Of Writing Might Be Described As Mental Pregnancy With Successive Difficult Deliveries.

To Love To Teach Is One Thing, To Love Those You Teach Is Another.

The First Fall Of Snow Is Not Only An Event, It Is A Magical Event. You Go To Bed In One Kind Of A World And Wake Up In Another Quite Different, And If This Is Not Enchantment Then Where Is It To Be Found?

A Good Holiday Is One Spent Among People Whose Notions Of Time Are Vaguer Than Yours.

One Of The Delights Beyond The Grasp Of Youth Is That Of Not Going. Not To Have An Invitation For The Dance, The Party, The Picnic, The Excursion Is To Be Diminished. To Have An Invitation And Then Not To Be Able To Go -- Oh Cursed Spite! Now I Do Not Care The Rottenest Fig Whether I Receive An Invitation Or Not. After Years Of Illusion, I Finally Decided I Was Missing Nothing By Not Going. I No Longer Care Whether I Am Missing Anything Or Not.