Never To Lie Is To Have No

Some Ideas, Like Dandelions In Lawns, Strike Tenaciously: You May Pull Off The Top But The Root Remains, Drives Down Suckers And May Even Sprout Again.

... Artists Were Intended To Be An Ornament To Society. As A Society In Themselves They Are Unthinkable.

Not Only Is There No Question Of Solitude, But In The Long Run We May Not Choose Our Company.

Also, Perhaps Children Are Sterner Than Grown-up People In Their Refusal To Suffer, In Their Refusal, Even, To Feel At All.

It Is Not Helpful To Help A Friend By Putting Coins In His Pockets When He Has Got Holes In His Pockets.