A Man Needs A Purpose For Real

Would It Not Be Better To Have It Understood That Realism, In So Far As The Word Means Reality To Life, Is Always Bad Art -- Although It May Possibly Be Very Good Journalism?

It Is Apparent That Nations Cannot Exist For Us. They Are The Playthings Of Children, Such Toys As Children Break From Boredom And Weariness. The Branch Of A Tree Is My Country. My Freedom Sleeps In A Mulberry Bush. My Country Is In The Shivering Legs Of A Little Lost Dog.

I Wanted To Run Away From Everything But I Wanted To Run Towards Something Too.

Dare To Be Strong And Courageous. That Is The Road. Venture Anything.

The Whole Object Of Education Is...to Develop The Mind. The Mind Should Be A Thing That Works.