Don't Let Anything Make You Believe That

Vermont Is The Only Place In America Where I Ever Hear Thrift Spoken Of With Respect.

One Reason We Haven't Any National Art Is Because We Have Too Much Magnificence. All Our Capacity For Admiration Is Used Up On The Splendor Of Palace-like Railway Stations And Hotels. Our National Tympanum Is So Deafened By That Blare Of Sumptuousness That We Have No Ears For The Still, Small Voice Of Beauty.

If We Would Only Give, Just Once, The Same Amount Of Reflection To What We Want To Get Out Of Life That We Give To The Question Of What To Do With A Two Weeks' Vacation, We Would Be Startled At Our False Standards And The Aimless Procession Of Our Busy Days.

If We Could Learn How To Utilize All The Intelligence And Patent Good Will Children Are Born With, Instead Of Ignoring Much Of It - Why - There Might Be Enough To Go Around! There Might Be Enough To Solve Our Alarming Human Problems, To Put An End To Poverty, To Stop Waging Wars.

You Think Religion Is What's Inside A Little Building Filled With Pretty Lights From Stained Glass Windows. But It's Not. It's Wings! Wings!