Have The Courage To Act

Our Brains Are Seventy-year Clocks. The Angel Of Life Winds Them Up Once For All, Then Closes The Case, And Gives The Key Into The Hand Of The Angel Of The Resurrection.

Without Wearing Any Mask We Are Conscious Of, We Have A Special Face For Each Friend.

A Person Is Always Startled When He Hears Himself Seriously Called An Old Man For The First Time.

When I Think Of Talking, It Is Of Course With A Woman. For Talking At Its Best Being An Inspiration, It Wants A Corresponding Divine Quality Of Receptiveness, And Where Will You Find This But In A Woman?

And If I Should Live To Be The Last Leaf Upon The Tree In The Spring, Let Them Smile, As I Do Now, At The Old Forsaken Bough Where I Cling.