There Is An Abiding Beauty Which May

There Is An Abiding Beauty Which May Be Appreciated By Those Who Will See Things As They Are And Who Will Ask For No Reward Except To See.

The Tragedy Of Journalism Lies In Its Impermanence; The Very Topicality Which Gives It Brilliance Condemns It To An Early Death. Too Often It Is A Process Of Flinging Bright Balloons In The Path Of The Hurricane, A Casting Of Priceless Petals Upon The Rushing Surface Of A Stream.

I Know One Husband And Wife Who, Whatever The Official Reasons Given To The Court For The Break Up Of Their Marriage, Were Really Divorced Because The Husband Believed That Nobody Ought To Read While He Was Talking And The Wife That Nobody Ought To Talk While She Was Reading.

Definite Gifts Render Their Possessors Capable Of Overcoming Any Obstacle This Side Of Death; They Create An Impetus Of Far More Genuine Value Than External Advantages In Some Other Career Where The Impulse To Make Use Of Them Remains Weak Or Non-existent. The Work That One Enjoys Is The Greatest Source Of Happiness And Vitality In Life.

Meek Wifehood Is No Part Of My Profession; / I Am Your Friend, But Never Your Possession.