Anger Is One Letter Short Of Danger.

Usefulness, Whatever Form It May Take, Is The Price We Should Pay For The Air We Breathe And The Food We Eat And The Privilege Of Being Alive.

Too Often The Great Decisions Are Originated And Given Form In Bodies Made Up Wholly Of Men, Or So Completely Dominated By Them That Whatever Of Special Value Women Have To Offer Is Shunted Aside Without Expression.

It Is Not More Vacation We Need — It Is More Vocation.

Old Age Has Deformities Enough Of Its Own. It Should Never Add To Them The Deformity Of Vice.

Ability Is Not Something To Be Saved, Like Money, In The Hope That You Can Draw Interest On It. The Interest Comes From The Spending. Unused Ability, Like Unused Muscles, Will Atrophy. It Is Tragic To Realize That The Majority Of Human Beings, Even The So-called Educated, Call Upon Only The Smallest Fraction Of Their Potential Capacity. They Leave Many Talents Dormant. They Fail To Develop Their Mental Qualities. They Are Almost Unaware Of The Degree Of Energy Upon Which They Might Call To Build A Full And Rewarding Life.