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All The Old Houses That I Knew When I Was A Child Were Full Of Books, Bought Generation After Generation By Members Of The Family. Nobody Told You To Read This Or Not To Read That.

They Had Both Noticed That A Life Of Dissipation Sometimes Gave To A Face The Look Of Gaunt Suffering Spirituality That A Life Of Asceticism Was Supposed To Give And Quite Often Did Not.

The Real Sin Against Life Is To Abuse And Destroy Beauty, Even One's Own.

I Love To Praise What I Love, And I Won't For A Minute Believe That Love Is Blind -- Indeed, It Gives Clearness Without Sharpness, And Surely That Is The Best Light In Which To Look At Anything.

But My Belief Is Growing That Our Political And Social Evils Are Remediable, If Only All Of Us Who Want A Change For The Better Just Get Up And Work For It, All The Time, With As Much Knowledge And Intelligence As We Can Muster For It. Half The Wrongs Of Human Life Exist Because Of The Inertia Of People Who Simply Will Not Use Their Energies In Fighting For What They Believe In. And Finally The Wrongs Roll Up Into World Catastrophes And Millions Of Deaths And A Terrible Set-back For All Mankind.