Cast Your Cares On God; That Anchor

If A Large City Can, After Intense Intellectual Efforts, Choose For Its Mayor A Man Who Merely Will Not Steal From It, We Consider It A Triumph Of The Suffrage.

The New York Playgoer Is A Child Of Nature, And He Has An Honest And Wholesome Regard Of Whatever Is Atrocious In Art.

Every Man Ought To Be Inquisitive Through Every Hour Of His Great Adventure Down To The Day When He Shall No Longer Cast A Shadow In The Sun. For If He Dies Without A Question In His Heart, What Excuse Is There For His Continuance?

As Wounded Men May Limp Through Life, So Our War Minds May Not Regain The Balance Of Their Thoughts For Decades.

That Is The Consolation Of A Little Mind; You Have The Fun Of Changing It Without Impeding The Progress Of Mankind.