Happiness Is A Hardy Annual.

To A Thrifty Theologian, Bent On Redemption With Economy, There Are Few Points Of Ethics Too Fine-spun For Splitting.

1. Always Wait Between Books For The Springs To Fill Up And Flow Over. 2. Always Preserve Within A Wild Sanctuary, An Inaccessible Valley Of Reveries. 3. Always, And As Far As It Is Possible, Endeavor To Touch Life On Every Side; But Keep The Central Vision Of The Mind, The Inmost Light, Untouched And Untouchable.

Experience Has Taught Me That The Only Cruelties People Condemn Are Those With Which They Do Not Happen To Be Familiar.

Life Is Never What One Dreams. It Is Seldom What One Desires, But For The Vital Spirit And The Eager Mind, The Future Will Always Hold The Search For Buried Treasure And The Possibility Of High Adventure.

When This Immediate Evil Power Has Been Defeated, We Shall Not Yet Have Won The Long Battle With The Elemental Barbarities. Another Hitler, It May Be An Invisible Adversary, Will Attempt, Again, And Yet Again, To Destroy Our Frail Civilization. Is It True, I Wonder, That The Only Way To Escape A War Is To Be In It? When One Is A Part Of An Actuality Does The Imagination Find A Release?