How Beautiful Are Dreams! In Dreams The

Contrast Is The Dramatist's Method.

It Was The Hour When Gauze-winged Insects Are Born That Only Live For A Day.

Then I Perceived, What I Had Never Thought, That All These Staring Houses Were Not Alike, But Different One From Another, Because They Held Different Dreams.

It Is Very Seldom That The Same Man Knows Much Of Science, And About The Things That Were Known Before Science Came.

Humanity, Let Us Say, Is Like People Packed In A Automobile Which Is Traveling Downhill Without Lights At A Terrific Speed And Driven By A Four-year-old Child. The Signposts Along The Way Are All Marked "progress."