Perhaps All This Modern Ferment

The Richness And Endless Variety Of Human Relationships ... That's What Authors, Even The Finest And Greatest, Only Succeed In Hinting At. It's A Hopeless Business, Like Trying To Dip Up The Ocean With A Tea-spoon.

What's The Use Of Inventing A Better System As Long As There Just Aren't Enough Folks With Sense To Go Around?

Vermont Tradition Is Based On The Idea That Group Life Should Leave Each Person As Free As Possible To Arrange His Own Life. This Freedom Is The Only Climate In Which (we Feel) A Human Being May Create His Own Happiness. ... Character Itself Lies Deep And Secret Below The Surface, Unknown And Unknowable By Others. It Is The Mysterious Core Of Life, Which Every Man Or Woman Has To Cope With Alone, To Live With, To Conquer And Put In Order, Or To Be Defeated By.

One Reason We Haven't Any National Art Is Because We Have Too Much Magnificence. All Our Capacity For Admiration Is Used Up On The Splendor Of Palace-like Railway Stations And Hotels. Our National Tympanum Is So Deafened By That Blare Of Sumptuousness That We Have No Ears For The Still, Small Voice Of Beauty.

History Is Worth Reading When It Tells Us Truly What The Attitude Toward Life Was In The Past.