You Must Build Your Life As If

We Can Never Sneer At The Stars, Mock The Dawn, Or Scoff At The Totality Of Being.

The Time For The Kingdom May Be Far Off, But The Task Is Plain: To Retain Our Share In God In Spite Of Peril And Contempt. There Is A War To Wage Against The Vulgar, The Glorification Of The Absurd, A War That Is Incessant, Universal. Loyal To The Presence Of The Ultimate In The Common, We May Be Able To Make It Clear That Man Is More Than Man, That In Doing The Finite He May Perceive The Infinite .

The Test Of Love Is In How One Relates Not To Saints And Scholars But To Rascals.

A Test Of A People Is How It Behaves Toward The Old. It Is Easy To Love Children. Even Tyrants And Dictators Make A Point Of Being Fond Of Children. But The Affection And Care For The Old, The Incurable, The Helpless Are The True Gold Mines Of A Culture.

To Pray Is To Take Notice Of The Wonder, To Regain A Sense Of The Mystery That Animates All Beings, The Divine Margin In All Attainments.