God Made Man Merely To

One Of The Penalties Of Being A Human Being Is Other Human Beings.

The Evening Papers Print What They Do And Get Away With It Because By Afternoon The Human Mind Is Ruined Anyhow.

The Censure Of A Dog Is Something No Man Can Stand.

The Human Mind Appears Suddenly And Inexplicably Out Of Some Unknown And Unimaginable Void. It Passes Half Its Known Life In The Mental Chaos Of Sleep. Even When Awake It Is A Victim Of Its Own Ill-adjustment, Of Disease, Of Age, Of External Suggestion, Of Nature's Compulsions; It Doubts Its Own Sensations And Trusts Only In Instruments And Averages.

Men Talk Of "finding God," But No Wonder It Is Difficult; He Is Hidden In That Darkest Hiding-place, Your Heart. You Yourself Are A Part Of Him.