How Beautiful The Leaves Grow Old. How

The Lure Of The Distant And The Difficult Is Deceptive. The Great Opportunity Is Where You Are.

He Who Marvels At The Beauty Of The World In Summer Will Find Equal Cause For Wonder And Admiration In Winter.

In New York And New England The Sap Starts Up In The Sugar Maple The Very Day The Bluebird Arrives, And Sugar-making Begins Forthwith. The Bird Is Generally A Mere Disembodied Voice; A Rumor In The Air For Two Or Three Days Before It Takes Visible Shape Before You.

If We Take Science As Our Sole Guide, If We Accept And Hold Fast That Alone Which Is Verifiable, The Old Theology Must Go.

Temperament Lies Behind Mood; Behind Will, Lies The Fate Of Character. Then Behind Both, The Influence Of Family The Tyranny Of Culture; And Finally The Power Of Climate And Environment; And We Are Free, Only To The Extent We Rise Above These.