One Longs For The Presence

In Any Age Courage Is The Simple Virtue Needed For A Human Being To Traverse The Rocky Road From Infancy To Maturity Of Personality. But In An Age Of Anxiety, An Age Of Herd Morality And Personal Isolation, Courage Is A Sine Qua Non. In Periods When The Mores Of The Society Were More Consistent Guides, The Individual Was More Firmly Cushioned In His Crises Of Development; But In Times Of Transition Like Ours, The Individual Is Thrown On His Own At An Earlier Age And For A Longer Period.

Poets May Be Delightful Creatures In The Meadow Or The Garret, But They Are Menaces On The Assembly Line.

Humans Have A Habit Of Running Faster When They Have Lost Their Way.

When I Fall In Love, I Feel More Valuable And I Treat Myself With More Care. We Have All Observed The Hesitant Adolescent, Uncertain Of Himself, Who, When He Or She Falls In Love, Suddenly Walks With A Certain Inner Assuredness And Confidence, A Mien Which Seems To Say, "you Are Looking At Somebody Now." For This Inner Sense Of Worth That Comes With Being In Love Does Not Seem To Depend Essentially On Whether The Love Is Returned Or Not.

Courage Is Not The Absence Of Despair; It Is, Rather, The Capacity To Move Ahead In Spite Of Despair.