There Is No Beauty Without Order.

Somehow I Had Learned From Thoreau, Who Doubtless Learned It From Confucius, That If A Man Comes To Do His Own Good For You, Then Must You Flee That Man And Save Yourself

No Writer, I Believe, Should Attempt A Novel Before He Is Thirty, And Not Then Unless He Has Been Hopelessly And Helplessly Involved In Life. For The Writer Who Goes Out To Find Material For A Novel, As A Fishermen Goes Out To Sea To Fish, Will Certainly Not Write A Good Novel. Life Has To Be Lived Thoughtlessly, Unconsciously, At Full Tilt And For No Purpose Except Its Own Sake Before It Becomes, Eventually, Good Material For A Novel.

I Feel No Need For Any Other Faith Than My Faith In Human Beings.

I Feel No Need For Any Other Faith Than My Faith In The Kindness Of Human Beings. I Am So Absorbed In The Wonder Of Earth And The Life Upon It That I Cannot Think Of Heaven And Angels.

If Our American Way Of Life Fails The Child, It Fails Us All.