The Ironic Life Is A Life Keenly

One Keeps Healthy In Wartime...by A Vigorous Assertion Of Values In Which War Has No Part.

We Can Easily Become As Much Slaves To Precaution As We Can To Fear. Although We Can Never Rivet Our Fortune So Tight As To Make It Impregnable, We May By Our Excessive Prudence Squeeze Out Of The Life That We Are Guarding So Anxiously All The Adventurous Quality That Makes It Worth Living.

Really To Believe In Human Nature While Striving To Know The Thousand Forces That Warp It From Its Ideal Development - To Call For And Expect Much From Men And Women, And Not To Be Disappointed And Embittered If They Fall Short - To Try To Do Good With People Rather Than To Them - This Is My Religion On Its Human Side. And If God Exists, I Think That He Must Be In The Warm Sun, In The Kindly Actions Of The People We Know And Read Of, In The Beautiful Things Of Art And Nature, And In The Closeness Of Friendships.

Society Is One Vast Conspiracy For Carving One Into The Kind Of Statue Likes, And Then Placing It In The Most Convenient Niche It Has.

War Is The Health Of The State. It Automatically Sets In Motion Throughout Society These Irresistible Forces For Uniformity, For Passionate Cooperation With The Government In Coercing Into Obedience The Minority Groups And Individuals Which Lack The Larger Herd Sense.