Writing Is A Mode Of Being. If

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.

We Can't All Be Friends And Relatives As The World Is; Most Of Us Have To Be Strangers.

The Wild Begins Where You Least Expect It, One Step Off Your Normal Course

We Have Two Lives, The Life We Learn With And The Life We Live With After That. Suffering Is What Brings Us Toward Happiness.

Overnight Business Could Go Down Enough To Hurt; Yet As A Rule It Slowly Recovered-sometimes It Seemed To Take Forever-went Up, Not High Enough To Be Really Up, Only Not Down.