In War, The Army Is Not Merely

Without Leisure There Can Be Neither Art Nor Science Nor Fine Conversation, Nor Any Ceremonious Performance Of The Offices Of Love And Friendship.

I Would Die Happy If I Knew That On My Tombstone Could Be Written These Words, "this Man Was An Absolute Fool. None Of The Disastrous Things That He Reluctantly Predicted Ever Came To Pass!"

The Last Step In Parental Love Involves The Release Of The Beloved; The Willing Cutting Of The Cord That Would Otherwise Keep The Child In A State Of Emotional Dependence.

Do You Want To Know What I Most Regret About My Youth? That I Didn't Dream More Boldly And Demand Of Myself More Impossible Things; For All One Does In Maturity Is To Carve In Granite Or Porphyry The Soap Bubble One Blew In Youth! Oh To Have Dreamed Harder!

The Vast Material Displacements The Machine Has Made In Our Physical Environment Are Perhaps In The Long Run Less Important Than Its Spiritual Contributions To Our Culture.