Many can argue - not many converse.
Debate is angular, conversation circular and radiant of the underlying unity.
One must espouse some pursuit, taking it kindly at heart and with enthusiasm.
Heaven trims our lamps while we sleep.
Our notion of the perfect society embraces the family as its center and ornament, and this paradise is not secure until children appear to animate and complete the picture.
While one finds company in himself and his pursuits, he cannot feel old, no matter what his years may be.