Unrest Of Spirit Is A Mark Of

Self Love Is Not Opposed To The Love Of Other People. You Cannot Really Love Yourself And Do Yourself A Favor Without Doing Other People A Favor, And Vice Versa.

When A Trout Rising To A Fly Gets Hoooked On A Line And Finds Himself Unable To Swim About Freeely, He Begins With A Fight Which Results In Struggles And Splashes And Sometimes An Escape. Often, Of Course, The Situation Is Too Tough For Him. In The Same Way The Human Being Struggles With His Environment And With The Hooks That Catch Him. Sometimes He Masters His Difficulties; Sometimes They Are Too Much For Him. His Struggles Are All That The World Sees And It Naturally Misunderstands Them. It Is Hard For A Free Fish To Understand What Is Happening To A Hooked One.

What's Done To Children, They Will Do To Society.

Love Is A Medicine For The Sickness Of The World; A Prescription Often Given, Too Rarely Taken.

Hope Is An Adventure, A Going Forward, A Confident Search For A Rewarding Life.