Land Was Created To Provide A Place

Life Is Seldom As Unendurable As, To Judge By The Facts, It Logically Ought To Be.

We Cheerfully Assume That In Some Mystic Way Love Conquers All, That Good Outweighs Evil In The Just Balances Of The Universe And At The 11th Hour Something Gloriously Triumphant Will Prevent The Worst Before It Happens.

There Is No Joy So Great As That Of Reporting That A Good Play Has Come To Town.

Although Birds Coexist With Us On This Eroded Planet, They Live Independently Of Us With A Self-sufficiency That Is Almost A Rebuke. In The World Of Birds A Symposium On The Purpose Of Life Would Be Inconceivable. They Do Not Need It. We Are Not That Self-reliant. We Are The Ones Who Have Lost Our Way.

The Most Fatal Illusion Is The Settled Point Of View. Since Life Is Growth And Motion, A Fixed Point Of View Kills Anybody Who Has One.