It Takes All Sorts Of People To

For All Of The Creeds Are False, And All Of The Creeds Are True; And Low At The Shrines Where My Brothers Bow, There Will I Bow Too; For No Form Of A God, And No Fashion Man Has Made In His Desperate Passion, But Is Worthy Some Worship Of Mine; Not Too Hot With A Gross Belief, Nor Yet Too Cold With Pride, I Will Bow Me Down Where My Brothers Bow, Humble, But Open Eyed.

I Get Up In The Morning With An Idea For A Three-volume Novel And By Nightfall It's A Paragraph In My Column.

In Order To Influence A Child, One Must Be Careful Not To Be That Child's Parent Or Grandparent.

Pity The Meek, For They Shall Inherit The Earth.

Of Middle Age The Best That Can Be Said Is That A Middle Aged Person Has Likely Learned How To Have A Little Fun In Spite Of His Troubles.