Sorrow was like the wind. It came in gusts.
I had no idea how much of this was making it through the muffling bag.
Assuming either the Left Wing or the Right Wing gained control of the country, it would probably fly around in circles.
The moment we begin to fear the opinions of others and hesitate to tell the truth that is in us, and from motives of policy are silent when we should speak, the divine floods of light and life no longer flow into our souls.
I feel very strongly that change is good because it stirs up the system.
Love is that splendid triggering of human vitality... the supreme activity which nature affords anyone for going out of himself toward someone else.
Somebody has to do something, and it's just incredibly pathetic that it has to be us.