Remember, You Can Always Stoop And Pick

That's The Trouble With The World. We All Despise Ourselves.

You Have To Believe In Yourself. That's The Secret.

During My Incarceration Mother Visited Me. She Had In Some Way Managed To Leave The Workhouse And Was Making An Effort To Establish A Home For Us. Her Presence Was Like A Bouquet Of Flowers; She Looked So Fresh And Lovely That I Felt Ashamed Of My Unkempt Appearance And My Shaved Iodined Head.'you Must Excuse His Dirty Face,' Said The Nurse.mother Laughed, And How Well I Remember Her Endearing Words As She Hugged And Kissed Me: 'with All Thy Dirt I Love Thee Still.

In Philadelphia, I Inadvertently Came Upon An Edition Of Robert Ingersoll's Essays And Lectures. This Was An Exciting Discovery; His Atheism Confirmed My Own Belief That The Horrific Cruelty Of The Old Testament Was Degrading To The Human Spirit.

Over The Years I Have Discovered That Ideas Come Through An Intense Desire For Them; Continually Desiring, The Mind Becomes A Watchtower On The Lookout For Incidents That May Excite The Imagination.