To Be Surrounded By Beautiful Things Has

We Are Pushed Forward By The Social Forces, Reluctant And Stumbling, Our Faces Over Our Shoulders, Clutching At Every Relic Of The Past As We Are Forced Along; Still Adoring Whatever Is Behind Us. We Insist Upon Worshipping 'the God Of Our Fathers.' Why Not The God Of Our Children? Does Eternity Only Stretch One Way?

It Is Told That Buddha, Going Out To Look On Life, Was Greatly Daunted By Death. "they All Eat One Another!" He Cried, And Called It Evil. This Process I Examined, Changed The Verb And Said, "they All Feed One Another," And Called It Good.

Audiences Are Always Better Pleased With A Smart Retort, Some Joke Or Epigram, Than With Any Amount Of Reasoning.

I Ran Against A Prejudice That Quite Cut Off The View.

But I Must Say What I Feel And Think In Some Way — It Is Such A Relief! But The Effort Is Getting To Be Greater Than The Relief.