What Is Life, But One Long Risk?

It Was Always Insolent For A Common Man To Take A Chair In The Presence Of A Lady - The Word Lady, We May Be Sure, Capitalized In Her Mind, And Denoting Not Sex But Rank.

...there Are Two Ways To Meet Life; You May Refuse To Care Until Indifference Becomes A Habit, A Defensive Armor, And You Are Safe - But Bored. Or You Can Care Greatly, Live Greatly, Until Life Breaks You On Its Wheel.

What's The Use Of Inventing A Better System As Long As There Just Aren't Enough Folks With Sense To Go Around?

One Reason We Haven't Any National Art Is Because We Have Too Much Magnificence. All Our Capacity For Admiration Is Used Up On The Splendor Of Palace-like Railway Stations And Hotels. Our National Tympanum Is So Deafened By That Blare Of Sumptuousness That We Have No Ears For The Still, Small Voice Of Beauty.

Perhaps All This Modern Ferment Of What's Known As 'social Conscience' Or 'civic Responsibility' Isn't A Result Of The Sense Of Duty, But Of The Old, Old Craving For Beauty.