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This Modern Craze For Putting The Young In Positions Of Authority - Headmasters In Their Thirties, Bishops Without A Gray Hair On Their Heads, Generals Who Scarcely Need To Use A Razor - Ever Since It Took Hold The World's Gone Steadily Downhill.

Humanity Can Be Roughly Divided Into Three Sorts Of People - Those Who Find Comfort In Literature, Those Who Find Comfort In Personal Adornment, And Those Who Find Comfort In Food.

The Dawn Came - Not The Flaming Sky That Promises Storm, But A Golden Dawn Of Infinite Promise. The Birds Came Flying Up Out Of The East In Wedge-shaped Formation, And The Mist Lifted In Soft Wreaths Of Sun-shot Silver. Colour Came Back To The World. The Grass Glowed With A Green So Vivid That It Seemed Pulsing, Like Flame, From Some Hidden Fire In The Earth, The Distant Woods Took On All The Amazing Deep Crimsons And Purples Of Their Winter Colouring, The Banks Were Studded With Their Jewels Of Lichens And Bright Moss, And Above The Wet Hedges Shone With Sun-shot Orbs Of Light.

Could You Understand The Meaning Of Light If There Were No Darkness To Point The Contrast? Day And Night, Life And Death, Love And Hatred, Since None Of These Things Can Have Any Being At All Apart From The Existence Of The Other, You Can No More Separate Them Than You Can Separate The Two Sides Of A Coin.

Faith Given Back To Us After A Night Of Doubt Is A Stronger Thing, And Far More Valuable To Us Than Faith That Has Never Been Tested.