Life Is Painting A Picture, Not Doing

Men Are Tattooed With Their Special Beliefs Like So Many South Sea Islanders; But A Real Human Heart With Divine Love In It Beats With The Same Glow Under All The Patterns Of All Earth's Thousand Tribes.

Men Are Idolaters, And Want Something To Look At And Kiss And Hug, Or Throw Themselves Down Before; They Always Did, They Always Will; And If You Don't Make It Of Wood, You Must Make It Of Words.

Society Is Always Trying In Some Way To Grind Us Down To A Single Flat Surface.

Life Is A Fatal Complaint, And An Eminently Contagious One.

While We've Youth In Our Hearts, We Can Never Grow Old.