That's What This Country Needs

Act Like You Expect To Get Into The End Zone.

Religion Is An Attempt, A Noble Attempt, To Suggest In Human Terms More-than-human Realities.

There Is No Mistaking A Real Book When One Meets It. It Is Like Falling In Love, And Like That Colossal Adventure It Is An Experience Of Great Social Import. Even As The Tranced Swain, The Booklover Yearns To Tell Others Of His Bliss. He Writes Letters About It, Adds It To The Postscript Of All Manner Of Communications, Intrudes It Into Telephone Messages, And Insists On His Friends Writing Down The Title Of The Find. Like The Simple-hearted Betrothed, Once Certain Of His Conquest

April Prepares Her Green Traffic Light And The World Thinks Go.

Life Is A Foreign Language; All Men Mispronounce It.