A Cultivation Of The Powers Of One's

War Is The Health Of The State. It Automatically Sets In Motion Throughout Society These Irresistible Forces For Uniformity, For Passionate Cooperation With The Government In Coercing Into Obedience The Minority Groups And Individuals Which Lack The Larger Herd Sense.

A Man With Few Friends Is Only Half-developed; There Are Whole Sides Of His Nature Which Are Locked Up And Have Never Been Expressed. He Cannot Unlock Them Himself, He Cannot Even Discover Them; Friends Alone Can Stimulate Him And Open Him.

Self-recognition Is Necessary To Know One's Road, But, Knowing The Road, The Price Of The Mistakes And Perils Is Worth Paying. The Following Of That Road Will Be All The Discipline One Needs. Discipline Does Not Mean Being Molded By Outside Forces, But Sticking To One's Road Against The Forces That Would Deflect Or Bury The Soul. People Speak Of Finding One

Few People Even Scratch The Surface, Much Less Exhaust The Contemplation Of Their Own Experience.

All We Can Ever Do In The Way Of Good To People Is To Encourage Them To Do Good To Themselves.