There Are Plenty Of Clever Young Writers.

We Complain And Complain, But We Have Lived And Seen The Blossom -apple, Pear, Cherry, Plum, Almond Blossom - In The Sun; And The Best Among Us Cannot Pretend They Deserve - Or Could Contrive - Anything Better.

The Point Is To Be Good-to Be Sensitive And Sincere.

Like Its Politicians And Its Wars, Society Has The Teenagers It Deserves.

To Say That These Men Paid Their Shillings To Watch Twenty-two Hirelings Kick A Ball Is Merely To Say That A Violin Is Wood And Catgut, That Hamlet Is So Much Paper And Ink.

In A World Shaped And Colored More And More By Politicians, The Nations Meet Politically, And Hardly Any Other Way To Settle Their Differences.