The Easy Way Has Never

...a Chasm Opened In The Earth And Out Of It Coal-black Horses Sprang, Drawing A Chariot And Driven By One Who Had A Look Of Dark Splendor, Majestic And Beautiful And Terrible. He Caught Her To Him And Held Her Close. The Next Moment She Was Being Borne Away From The Radiance Of Earth In Springtime To The World Of The Dead By The King Who Rules It.

So Far, We Do Not Seem Appalled At The Prospect Of Exactly The Same Kind Of Education Being Applied To All The School Children From The Atlantic To The Pacific, But There Is An Uneasiness In The Air, A Realization That The Individual Is Growing Less Easy To Find; An Idea, Perhaps, Of What Standardization Might Become When The Units Are Not Machines, But Human Beings.

There Are Few Efforts More Conducive To Humility Than That Of The Translator Trying To Communicate An Incommunicable Beauty. Yet, Unless We Do Try, Something Unique And Never Surpassed Will Cease To Exist Except In The Libraries Of A Few Inquisitive Book Lovers.

Uncertainty Is The Prerequisite To Gaining Knowledge And Frequently The Result As Well.

The Suffering Of A Soul That Can Suffer Greatly -- That And Only That, Is Tragedy.