Early Morning Does Not Mince Words.

The Beginnings And Endings Of All Human Undertakings Are Untidy.

A Man Is The Sum Of His Actions, Of What He Has Done, Of What He Can Do, Nothing Else.

How To Save The Old That's Worth Saving, Whether In Landscape, Houses, Manners, Institutions, Or Human Types, Is One Of Our Greatest Problems, And The One That We Bother Least About.

Summer — Summer — Summer! The Soundless Footsteps On The Grass!

By The Cigars They Smoke, And The Composers They Love, Ye Shall Know The Texture Of Men's Souls.