Life Cracked Like Ice!

A Squalid Phantasmagoria Of Breath

France Was A Land, England Was A People, But America, Having About It Still That Quality Of The Idea, Was Harder To Utter - It Was The Graves At Shiloh And The Tired, Drawn, Nervous Faces Of Its Great Men, And The Country Boys Dying In The Argonne For A Phrase That Was Empty Before Their Bodies Withered. It Was A Willingness Of The Heart.

I Like People And I Like Them To Like Me, But I Wear My Heart Where God Put It, On The Inside.

Shakespeare--whetting, Frustrating, Surprising And Gratifying.

Trouble Has No Necessary Connection With Discouragement. Discouragement Has A Germ Of Its Own, As Different From Trouble As Arthritis Is Different From A Stiff Joint.