If A Person Has Lived Through War,

Inject A Few Raisins Of Conversation Into The Tasteless Dough Of Existence.

You Can't Appreciate Home Till You've Left It, Money Till It's Spent, Your Wife Till She's Joined A Woman's Club, Nor Old Glory Till You See It Hanging On A Broomstick On The Shanty Of A Consul In A Foreign Town.

Love And Business And Family And Religion And Art And Patriotism Are Nothing But Shadows Of Words When A Man's Starving!

What Is The World At Its Best But A Little Round Field Of The Moving Pictures With Two Walking Together In It?

Most Wonderful Of All Are Words, And How They Make Friends One With Another.