Life Plays The Same Lovely

Life Is Much More Successfully Looked At From A Single Window.

Looking Back Over A Decade One Sees The Ideal Of A University Become A Myth, A Vision, A Meadow Lark Among The Smoke Stacks. Yet Perhaps It Is There At Princeton, Only More Elusive Than Under The Skies Of The Prussian Rhineland Or Oxfordshire; Or Perhaps Some Men Come Upon It Suddenly And Possess It, While Others Wander Forever Outside. Even These Seek In Vain Through Middle Age For Any Corner Of The Republic That Preserves So Much Of What Is Fair, Gracious, Charming And Honorable In American Life.

She Wanted To Crawl Into His Pocket And Be Safe Forever.

I Have Never Wished There Was A God To Call On- I Have Often Wished There Was A God To Thank.

People Living Alone Get Used To Loneliness.