College Is A Secluded Life Of Scholastic

However Deep Our Devotion May Be To Parents Or To Children, It Is Our Contemporaries Alone With Whom Understanding Is Instinctive And Entire.

The Idea That It Is Necessary To Go To A University In Order To Become A Successful Writer . . . Is One Of Those Fantasies That Surround Authorship.

If The Would-be Writer Studies People In Their Everyday Lives And Discovers How To Make His Characters In Their Quieter Moods Interesting To His Readers, He Will Have Learned Far More Than He Can Ever Learn From The Constant Presentation Of Crises.

The Tragedy Of Journalism Lies In Its Impermanence; The Very Topicality Which Gives It Brilliance Condemns It To An Early Death. Too Often It Is A Process Of Flinging Bright Balloons In The Path Of The Hurricane, A Casting Of Priceless Petals Upon The Rushing Surface Of A Stream.

Definite Gifts Render Their Possessors Capable Of Overcoming Any Obstacle This Side Of Death; They Create An Impetus Of Far More Genuine Value Than External Advantages In Some Other Career Where The Impulse To Make Use Of Them Remains Weak Or Non-existent. The Work That One Enjoys Is The Greatest Source Of Happiness And Vitality In Life.