Whatever Is Felt Upon The Page Without

If You Don't Keep And Guard And Mature Your Force, And Above All, Have Time And Quiet To Perfect Your Work, You Will Be Writing Things Not Much Better Than You Did Five Years Ago.

People Have To Snatch At Happiness When They Can, In This World. It Is Always Easier To Lose Than To Find.

That Is Happiness; To Be Dissolved Into Something Complete And Great.

The Great Pines Stand At A Considerable Distance From Each Other. Each Tree Grows Alone, Murmurs Alone, Thinks Alone. They Do Notintrude Upon Each Other. The Navajos Are Not Much In The Habit Of Giving Or Of Asking Help. Their Language Is Not A Communicative One, And They Never Attempt An Interchange Of Personality In Speech. Over Their Forests There Is The Same Inexorable Reserve. Each Tree Has Its Exalted Power To Bear.

How Terrible It Was To Love People When You Could Not Really Share Their Lives!