I Am Beginning To Understand,"

How Could There Be Any Question Of Acquiring Or Possessing, When The One Thing Needful For A Man Is To Become - To Be At Last, And To Die In The Fullness Of His Being.

Nothing Can Match The Treasure Of Common Memories, Of Trials Endured Together, Of Quarrels And Reconciliations And Generous Emotions. It Is Idle, Having Planted An Acorn In The Morning, To Expect That Afternoon To Sit In The Shade Of The Oak.

You Give Birth To That On Which You Fix Your Mind

Transport Of The Mails, Transport Of The Human Voice, Transport Of Flickering Pictures-in This Century As In Others Our Highest Accomplishments Still Have The Single Aim Of Bringing Men Together.

True, It Is Evil That A Single Man Should Crush The Herd, But See Not There The Worse Form Of Slavery, Which Is When The Herd Crushes Out The Man.