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To Let God Make Us, Instead Of Painfully Trying To Make Ourselves; To Follow The Path That His Love Shows Us, Instead Of Through Conceit Or Cowardice Or Mockery Choosing Another; To Trust Him For Our Strength And Fitness As The Flowers Do, Simply Giving Ourselves Back To Him In Grateful Service,—this Is To Keep The Laws That Give Us The Freedom Of The City In Which There Is No Longer Any Night Of Bewilderment Or Ignorance Or Uncertainty.

It Seems To Me Like Stealing, For Men And Women To Live In The World And Do Nothing To Make It Better.

The Old Poets Little Knew What Comfort They Could Be To A Man.

My Childhood Is Very Vivid To Me, And I Don't Feel Very Different Now From The Way I Felt Then. It Would Appear I Am The Very Same Person, Only With Wrinkles.

Imagination Is The Only True Thing In The World!