Writers Turn Dreams Into Print.

It Heartens Me To Think Of Verdi Who Composed Thundering Operas In His Eighties; Michelangelo Who Did Fine Work In His Ninetieth Year, And Titian, Who Painted Better Than Ever In His One Hundredth.

If A Man Happens To Find Himself, He Has A Mansion Which He Can Inhabit With Dignity All The Days Of His Life.

The Master In The Art Of Living Makes Little Distinction Between His Work And His Play, His Labor And His Leisure, His Mind And His Body, His Information And His Recreation, His Love And His Religion. He Hardly Knows Which Is Which. He Simply Pursues His Vision Of Excellence At Whatever He Does, Leaving Others To Decide Whether He Is Working Or Playing. To Him He's Always Doing Both.

Writers Turn Dreams Into Print.

I Kept Careful Record Of The Impact Of Religion On The Election In My County. The Religious Issue Permeated Every Meeting I Conducted. It Influenced Republicans And Democrats Alike. Ministers Preached Politics Publicly And Churches Distributed The Most Vicious Electioneering Materials. Practically No One I Met Escaped The Pressure Of This Overriding Problem And Both Parties Were Ultimately Forced To Make Their Major Calculations With The Religious Question A Foremost Consideration.