No Hour Of Life Is Wasted That

Working Hours Are Never Long Enough. Each Day Is A Holiday, And Ordinary Holidays Are Grudged As Enforced Interruptions In An Absorbing Vocation.

No Two On Earth In All Things Can Agree. All Have Some Daring Singularity.

An Extra Yawn One Morning In The Springtime, An Extra Snooze One Night In The Autumn Is All That We Ask In Return For Dazzling Gifts. We Borrow An Hour One Night In April; We Pay It Back With Golden Interest Five Months Later.

A Study Of Disease-of Pestilences Methodically Prepared And Deliberately Launched Upon Man And Beast-is Certainly Being Pursue In The Laboratories Of More Than One Great Country. Blight To Destroy Crops, Anthrax To Slay Horses And Cattle, Plague To Poison Not Armies But Whole Districts - Such Are The Lines Along Which Military Science Is Remorselessly Advancing.

When You Are Going Through Hell, Don't Stop.