There Are No Wrong Books. What's Wrong

... It's Possible To Let Love Fly By Like A Cloud In A Windy Sky If One Is Too Timid, Or Perhaps Unable To Believe He Is Entitled To Good Fortune.

I Am Somewhat Of A Meliorist. That Is To Say, I Act As An Optimist Because I Find I Cannot Act At All, As A Pessimist. One Often Feels Helpless In The Face Of The Confusion Of These Times, Such A Mass Of Apparently Uncontrollable Events And Experiences To Live Through, Attempt To Understand, And If At All Possible, Give Order To; But One Must Not Withdraw From The Task If He Has Some Small Things To Offer - He Does So At The Risk Of Diminishing His Humanity.

Some Men Are By Nature Explorers; My Nature Is To Stay Under The Same Moon And Stars, And If The Weather Is Wet, Under The Same Roof. It's A Strange World, Why Make It Stranger?

Life Is A Tragedy Full Of Joy.

We Didn't Starve But Nobody Ate Chicken Unless We Were Sick Or The Chicken Was.