The Self-hatred That Destroys Is

I Have Had Many Successes And Many Failures In My Life. My Successes Have Always Been For Different Reasons, But My Failures Have Always Been For The Same Reason: I Said Yes When I Meant No.

Nobody Bores Any Man As Much As An Unhappy Female.

Boredom Is The Keynote Of Poverty — Of All Its Indignities, It Is Perhaps The Hardest Of All To Live With — For Where There Is No Money There Is No Change Of Any Kind, Not Of Scene Or Of Routine. To Be Able To Break Out Of Its Dark Brown Sameness.

The Self-hatred That Destroys Is The Waste Of Unfulfilled Promise.

Other Centuries Had Their Driving Forces. What Will Ours Have Been When Men Look Far Back To It One Day? Maybe It Won't Be The American Century, After All. Or The Russian Century Or The Atomic Century. Wouldn't It Be Wonderful, Phil, If It Turned Out To Be Everybody's Century, When People All Over The World--free People--found A Way To Live Together? I'd Like To Be Around To See Some Of That, Even The Beginning.