To Mourn Was Distressing, But

1. Always Wait Between Books For The Springs To Fill Up And Flow Over. 2. Always Preserve Within A Wild Sanctuary, An Inaccessible Valley Of Reveries. 3. Always, And As Far As It Is Possible, Endeavor To Touch Life On Every Side; But Keep The Central Vision Of The Mind, The Inmost Light, Untouched And Untouchable.

To Mourn Was Distressing, But To Endeavor To Mourn And Fail Was Worse Than Distress.

A Farmer's Got To Be Born, Same As A Fool. You Can't Make A Corn Pone Out Of Flour Dough By The Twistin' Of It.

My First Reading Of Tolstoy Affected Me As A Revelation From Heaven, As The Trumpet Of The Judgment. What He Made Me Feel Was Notthe Desire To Imitate, But The Conviction That Imitation Was Futile.

He Knows So Little And Knows It So Fluently.