O God, Let Me Write Books! Please,

Many Of The Men Who Had Come To The Wilderness To Practice Religion Appeared To Have Forgotten Its True Nature.

Nothing In Life Is So Hard That You Can't Make It Easier By The Way You Take It.

I Had No Place In Any Coterie, Or In Any Reciprocal Self-advertising. I Stood Alone. I Stood Outside. I Wanted Only To Learn. I Wanted Only To Write Better.

The Old Alone Have Finality. What Is True Of The Young Today May Be False Tomorrow. They Are Enveloped In Emotion; And Emotion As A State Of Being Is Fluent And Evanescent.

Spring, Which Germinated In The Earth, Moved Also With A Strange Restlessness, In The Hearts Of... Women. As The Weeks Passed, Inextinguishable Hope, Which Mounts With The Rising Sap, Looked From Their Faces.