Just as the birds of the air are fed, we'll continue to be fed.

It is not easy always to be joyful, to keep in mind the duty of delight.

Life itself is a haphazard, untidy, messy affair.

Idealism in the young, I guess I'm saying, is curiosity as well as goodness trying to express itself.

Don't worry about being effective. Just concentrate on being faithful to the truth.

Recording happiness made it last longer, we felt, and recording sorrow dramatized it and took away its bitterness; and often we settled some problem which beset us even while we wrote about it.

Turn off your radio. Put away your daily paper. Read one review of events a week and spend some time reading good books. They tell too of days of striving and of strife. They are of other centuries and also of our own. They make us realize that all times are perilous, that men live in a dangerous world, in peril constantly of losing or maiming soul and body. We get some sense of perspective reading such books. Renewed courage and faith and even joy to live.