Altogether beautiful in the power of its feeling. As beautiful as anything in Thoreau or Hemingway.

One writes to make a home for oneself, on paper, in time, in others' minds.

Altogether beautiful in the power of its feeling. As beautiful as anything in Thoreau or Hemingway.

History has become more important than ever because of the to unprecedented ability of the historical sciences to take in man's life on earth as a whole.

The writer writes in order to teach himself, to understand himself, to satisfy himself; the publishing of his ideas, though it brings gratification, is a curious anticlimax.

I liked reading and working out my ideas in the midst of that endless crowd walking in and out of the (library) looking for something. I, too, was seeking fame and fortune by sitting at the end of a long golden table next to the sets of American authors on the open shelves.

If we practiced medicine like we practice education, wed look for the liver on the right side and left side in alternate years.