Faith In The Creative Process, In The

Forget The Damned Motor Car And Build The Cities For Lovers And Friends.

Adventure Is Humdrum And Routine Unless One Assimilates It, Unless One Relates It To A Central Core Which Grows Within And Gives It Contour And Significance. Raw Experience Is Empty, Just As Empty As The Forecastle Of A Whaler As In A Chamber Of A Counting House; For It Is Not What One Does, But In A Manifold Sense, What One Realizes That Keeps Existence From Being Vain And Trivial.

For Most Americans, Progress Means Accepting What Is New Because It Is New, And Discarding What Is Old Because It Is Old.

The Earth Is The Lord's Fullness Thereof: This Is No Longer A Hollow Dictum Of Religion, But A Directive For Economic Action Toward Human Brotherhood.

If We Never Met Again In Our Lives I Should Feel That Somehow The Whole Adventure Of Existence Was Justified By My Having Met You.