Perhaps We Too Seldom Reflect How Much

Stay The Course, Light A Star, Change The World Where'er You Are.

There Is Something Mean In Human Nature That Prefers To Think Evil, That Gives A Willing Ear And A Ready Welcome To Calumny, A Sort Of Jealousy Of Goodness And Greatness And Things Of Good Report.

In Their Work, Then, As In Their Play, Men And Women Are More And More Coming To Share With Each Other As Comrades, And Really The Fun Of Life Seems In No Wise Diminished As A Consequence.

I Meant To Do My Work Today But A Brown Bird Sang In The Apple Tree And A Butterfly Flitted Across The Field And All The Leaves Were Calling Me.

Perhaps We Too Seldom Reflect How Much The Life Of Nature Is One With The Life Of Man, How Unimportant Or Indeed Merely Seeming, The Difference Between Them.