What Is Life, But One Long Risk?

One Reason We Haven't Any National Art Is Because We Have Too Much Magnificence. All Our Capacity For Admiration Is Used Up On The Splendor Of Palace-like Railway Stations And Hotels. Our National Tympanum Is So Deafened By That Blare Of Sumptuousness That We Have No Ears For The Still, Small Voice Of Beauty.

Vermont Tradition Is Based On The Idea That Group Life Should Leave Each Person As Free As Possible To Arrange His Own Life. This Freedom Is The Only Climate In Which (we Feel) A Human Being May Create His Own Happiness. ... Character Itself Lies Deep And Secret Below The Surface, Unknown And Unknowable By Others. It Is The Mysterious Core Of Life, Which Every Man Or Woman Has To Cope With Alone, To Live With, To Conquer And Put In Order, Or To Be Defeated By.

What A Fearfully Distracting, Perplexing And Heart-searching Business It Is To Live.

What's The Use Of Inventing A Better System As Long As There Just Aren't Enough Folks With Sense To Go Around?

I'm As Fixed In My Opinion As The Man Who Thought He Was A Hard-boiled Egg.