We've Had Bad Luck With Our Kids

April Prepares Her Green Traffic Light And The World Thinks Go.

Religion Is An Attempt, A Noble Attempt, To Suggest In Human Terms More-than-human Realities.

America Is Still A Government Of The Naive, For The Naive, And By The Naive. He Who Does Not Know This, Nor Relish It, Has No Inkling Of The Nature Of His Country.

Living In A Bookshop Is Like Living In A Warehouse Of Explosives. Those Shelves Are Ranked With The Most Furious Combustibles In The World--the Brains Of Men.

There Are Certain People Whom One Feels Almost Inclined To Urge To Hurry Up And Die So That Their Letters Can Be Published.