How frighteningly few are the persons whose death would spoil our appetite and make the world seem empty.

The pre-human creature from which man evolved was unlike any other living thing in its malicious viciousness toward its own kind. Humanization was not a leap forward but a groping toward survival.

Humility is not renunciation of pride but the substitution of one pride for another.

Social improvement is attained more readily by a concern with the quality of results than with the purity of motives.

Our frustration is greater when we have much and want more than when we have nothing and want some. We are less dissatisfied when we lack many things than when we seem to lack but one thing.

It is the pull of opposite poles that stretches souls. And only stretched souls make music.

There is a grandeur in the uniformity of the mass. When a fashion, a dance, a song, a slogan or a joke sweeps like wildfire from one end of the continent to the other, and a hundred million people roar with laughter, sway their bodies in unison, hum one song or break forth in anger and denunciation, there is the overpowering feeling that in this country we have come nearer the brotherhood of man than ever before.