It Is A Rare Privilege

I Cannot Explain It; But When Difficulties Arise, I Am Not Perplexed Or Doubtful. I Know How To Meet Them.

We Are Afraid Of Ideas, Of Experimenting, Of Change. We Shrink From Thinking A Problem Through To A Logical Conclusion.

Our Material Eye Cannot See That A Stupid Chauvinism Is Driving Us From One Noisy, Destructive, Futile Agitation To Another.

You Can't Touch Love, But You Can Feel The Sweetness That It Pours Into Everything.

If The Child Is Left To Himself, He Will Think More And Better, If Less Showily. Let Him Go And Come Freely, Let Him Touch Real Things And Combine His Impressions For Himself.