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Really To Believe In Human Nature While Striving To Know The Thousand Forces That Warp It From Its Ideal Development - To Call For And Expect Much From Men And Women, And Not To Be Disappointed And Embittered If They Fall Short - To Try To Do Good With People Rather Than To Them - This Is My Religion On Its Human Side. And If God Exists, I Think That He Must Be In The Warm Sun, In The Kindly Actions Of The People We Know And Read Of, In The Beautiful Things Of Art And Nature, And In The Closeness Of Friendships.

Self-recognition Is Necessary To Know One's Road, But, Knowing The Road, The Price Of The Mistakes And Perils Is Worth Paying. The Following Of That Road Will Be All The Discipline One Needs. Discipline Does Not Mean Being Molded By Outside Forces, But Sticking To One's Road Against The Forces That Would Deflect Or Bury The Soul. People Speak Of Finding One

A Man With Few Friends Is Only Half-developed; There Are Whole Sides Of His Nature Which Are Locked Up And Have Never Been Expressed. He Cannot Unlock Them Himself, He Cannot Even Discover Them; Friends Alone Can Stimulate Him And Open Him.

If You Are Not An Idealist By The Time You Are Twenty You Have No Heart, But If You Are Still An Idealist By The Time You Are Thirty, You Don't Have A Head.

We Can Easily Become As Much Slaves To Precaution As We Can To Fear.