Standing by the crib of one's own baby, with that world - old pang of compassion and protectiveness toward this so little creature that has all its course to run, the heart flies back in yearning and gratitude to those who felt just so toward one's self. Then for the first time one understands the homely succession of sacrifices and pains by which life is transmitted and fostered down the stumbling generations of men.
Christopher MorleyMan makes a great fuss about this planet which is only a ballbearing in the hub of the universe.
Christopher MorleyPerhaps this is an age when men think bravely of the human spirit; for surely they have a strange lust to lay it bare.
Christopher Morley